Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

In a moment of distraction, Lu Jian propped himself up and stood up, staggering to the corner. He kicked the two bags of pastries brought by Lu Fen twice, kicked them far away, and then chased after him and continued kicking.

This caused Liu Shuangxing's eyes to glare at him, and he started scolding him in front of his son, "What are you doing! You are so old and you still have the nerve to lose your temper, are you ashamed?"

Lu Jian was immersed in his own sorrow, "Son! Wife! I am suffering!"

Overwhelmed with grief, Lu Jian pulled Liu Shuang's sleeve and cried bitterly.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Lu Yi went to meet Lu Jian, who was rubbing his temples, and called out with a smile, "Dad, you're up."

"Get up...get up." Lu Jian looked embarrassed for a moment.

Lu Yi pulled Lu Jian to sit at the small table in the yard, then went to the kitchen to get a bowl of red bean soup. Watching Lu Jian drink it mouthful after mouthful, he began to tell him about his plan.

"No!" Lu Jian choked a few times, looked up at Lu Yi and said anxiously:

"You've been away for years, and you've only been back for a few days, and you're going out again?!"

"Could it be...could it be that woman is still pestering you?!"

Lu Jian's voice became louder due to his excitement, which startled Liu Shuang in the kitchen and made him rush out, shouting at the top of his voice:

"Great! You've kidnapped my son for so many years and you still haven't given up. Where is she?"

Lu Yi sighed and glanced towards the kitchen, only to see Wang Fen holding Kuan Ge'er's hand, with an indescribable uneasiness in her eyes.

"I'm not going to abandon you."

Lu Yi took Liu Shuang to sit at the small table and pressed down Lu Jian who had jumped up.

"There are no other women. I am going out this time to earn money. Now our second house is not doing as well as before. I am willing to support the family. I have to find a way to earn money outside."

Hearing this legitimate reason for going out, Lu Jian's expression brightened. He thought for a moment and then shook his head, "No, Xiaoer. Your parents haven't seen you for years. Can't you stay home a little longer?"

Liu's eyes flashed with anticipation. "Yes, Kuan'er's condition has stabilized these days. Your father can free up his hands to copy books, and your mother and your sister-in-law can also earn money to supplement the family expenses. You stay at home so that mother can see you every day, okay?"

Lu Yi lowered her eyes. She didn't want to set off immediately. It was less than a month since His Majesty was assassinated in the enclosure of Bian Jing. If she missed it, where would she find the next opportunity? It was a rare opportunity.

Lu Yi raised his hand and took the kitchen knife from Liu Shuang's grasp, put it away, and recalled Lu Jian's crying yesterday and said, "Dad, I was ignorant before, but now I understand that our family is in trouble. I want to make life better for us."

Lu Jian saw the determination in his second son's eyes and sighed.

The incident passed just like that, and the family was peaceful, as if Lu Yi had never mentioned it. When the day came for Lu Yi to leave home, Liu's eyes were filled with worry. He stuffed a bundle of dry food into Lu Yi's hands and said, "Be careful on the road, and take good care of yourself. You are the only son that Dad and Mom have."

Lu Yi felt the heavy bag, responded, and subconsciously looked into the house, just in time to catch the retracted head.

Wang Fen also came over and handed over a pair of shoes in her hand expressionlessly, "Try them on, they should fit."

Lu Yi also took it and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

When he was about to leave, Lu Yi thought for a moment and added, "Mom, I've put twenty taels of silver under your pillow. I'll take care of myself when I'm out there, and you guys should take care of yourselves too."

No matter what time, money is always a person's greatest support. With these twenty taels, Liu Shuanglujian will always feel better.

After hurrying all the way, Lu Yi found an old hut in the mountains. After cleaning it up a bit, he went to the enclosure to observe the situation. The first person he saw was his acquaintance, Yuan Wang.

He was having a secret conversation with someone, his mouth moving word by word. The subordinates who were listening to his instructions frowned, sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed, staring at King Yuan's mouth and not daring to leave for a moment.

Lu Yi also looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand it, so he simply moved into the bushes and covered himself tightly. He was thinking that the emperor would be assassinated in a few days, and he would definitely be awarded the title of earl or marquis for his contribution in saving the emperor.

When Lu Yi's elbows were numb from holding them, Prince Yuan finally finished explaining the arrangements to his men. Uneasy, he asked them to repeat it again to ensure that there were no loopholes in the plan.

Looking at the fierceness in his eyes and brows, it was obvious that he was going to do something big. Lu Yi felt that the emperor in this life might not only suffer from a broken skin. She recalled the lip shape she recognized at the beginning, and decided to go all out. She murmured it several times, and when she looked up, she saw Prince Yuan sneaking closer to her direction, so she simply heard Prince Yuan's plan clearly from his subordinates.

He also instructed that the emperor must be left alive, and be driven to that place, where he would be forced to write an imperial edict and then be killed.

"Host, this guy wants to kill the king! He doesn't want to be your competitor, he wants to monopolize directly!" The little ball jumped a few times.

Lu Yi smiled silently. In his previous life, Prince Yuan had taken root in the emperor's heart because of his great contribution in saving the emperor in Weichang. Later, the imperial edict to appoint the crown prince emphasized this matter.