Have you washed white today [Quick Transmigration]

Lu He changed into a formal court attire, wearing a deep red unicorn cloak and a purple gold crown. His eyebrows and eyes, which were originally meandering, were even more eye-catching, making people unable to take their eyes off...

Lu Cheng led the horse and waited in front of the door. Seeing the master flying on the horse, he hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help telling: "You are... for the matter of Mr. Fu? General, the water is deep here, let's not Mixed up?"

He is the son of the Lu family, and he grew up with the young master who lost his father when he was young. His friendship is unusual, so he usually speaks more casually. After all, his young master is not very familiar with those things except that he is as shrewd as a ghost in war. The sophistication of the world makes people worry a lot.

——A typical child in my family is always so pure and cute in thinking.

Lu He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and lightly swept his whip over the crown of his hat: "Look at how promising you are."

"I said, my lord," Lu Cheng said with a bitter face, not daring to hide, "Just listen to my advice."

Lu He was impatient to listen to his ramblings, he laughed and cursed, and clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and the green horse rushed out like a bolt of lightning, without any retinue, and went straight to the Imperial Palace in Zhongcheng.

The poor Lu Cheng smiled wryly and shook his head, waved his followers who were about to follow up to disperse, and turned around to make arrangements for dinner.

He wasn't too worried. Although Lu He was in a dangerous situation, the troubles of the army were not resolved, and Daxia couldn't do without him anyway, so he didn't have to worry about his master's safety in the short term... It's just that the young master is used to flying with his will, and now he behaves as if If there is something wrong, it is hard to say whether it will become a disaster in the future.

Think about Fu Xiangye... Sigh.

Lu Cheng sighed rather melancholy, looked to the northwest of the house, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.

Xiangye has spent his whole life thinking hard, who knows that it will end like this in the end.

Sad and deplorable.

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In front of the palace gate, the civil officials of Qingliu, who had gathered and kneeled in protest, lay down on the ground, surrounded by many common people, everyone's face was quite serious, some showed mournful expressions, and even cried bitterly in the street.

Fu Jia's official reputation among the people has always been good. He has gone through three dynasties, and he has been an upright official.

It's a pity that Lu He came too late and couldn't save him. This regret is destined to happen.

Under such mourning, the crisp sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance was very clear.

Many people instinctively turned their heads to look - there are not many people who have the privilege of riding horses in front of the palace gate, and at this sensitive moment, most of them are wise enough to protect themselves and hide at home and dare not go out. Who is so bold and runs openly? Come to touch the emperor's mold?

The bright red robe is particularly conspicuous on the dark long street, not to mention people on horseback. People who often live in the capital know the power of General Weiyuan's face. For a long time, his reputation even Better than a bad name.

But at this time, no one was in the mood to appreciate it. Most of the people present were from the Xiangye faction, and they were never used to the domineering Marquis Weiyuan. Many people speculated that this time the Xiangye encountered a catastrophe. Unpredictable old rivals have something to do with it.

... You can't blame others for putting the blame on him for nothing. After all, there are only a handful of people who can stand up to Fu Jia in civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty, and Lu He's treacherous way of using troops is well known. What everyone thinks, he is the most reasonable culprit guess.

The famous general was sitting high on his horse, and the sound of the horse's hooves passed through the kneeling civil servants. His expression was haughty and condensed, as if he was dismissive of his colleagues here, or he seemed to be thinking about some important matter of life and death. The slight lock, the horsewhip lightly knocking on the boots, and the phoenix eyes sweeping across the front of the palace gate showed the usual indifference.

Right now, there were quite a few people with righteous indignation on their faces, but they were pulled by their sleeves by the calm seniors beside them. It is not suitable for them to be enemies with Lu He in these troubled times.

But after all, some people couldn't help it.

In the middle of the kneeling and admonishing team, a handsome young man stood up, showing an angry expression: "Marquis Weiyuan stay!"

The other people around him were startled, and hurriedly looked at Lu He's face, but the first-rank general seemed to have not heard, and continued to walk straight forward.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only to see that newborn calf, who was not afraid of tigers, walked out of the crowd in two steps, and just blocked the green horse with his arms open!

Lu He seemed to have noticed a person just now, with a slight look of surprise in his eyes, he grabbed the rein of the horse, and the horse snorted lightly, and stopped obediently.

He looked at the young man in front of him with a gloomy expression, frowning - usually when he showed this expression on the battlefield, the head of the opponent's general would not be able to rest on his shoulder for long.

"What does Tang Shilang mean by this?"

This person was named Tang Yizhi, and he also became famous at a young age. He was born as a number one scholar, and he reached the high position of Minister of Rites at a young age, and was very appreciated by Fu Jia.

Therefore, even with Lu He's status, he should not be neglected too much.

Tang Yizhi straightened his body without any fear: "Master Hou, what did the teacher say that I had a mentor-student friendship with you back then, and I was a teacher for a day and a father for life. Say, is this appropriate?"

Lu He: "..."

He weighed his eyes at this young scholar, and said slowly: "Your Majesty has already said nothing to criticize this matter, is Tang Shilang teaching me to resist the order?"

Tang Yizhi was choked by him, and quickly said: "I don't have such intentions, it's just the laws of nature and human..."

Lu He shook his head and interrupted him directly: "The servant is young after all... Excuse me, I'm going to enter the palace."

"you……!"

An old man with white beard and hair tugged Tang Yizhi with an angry face from behind: "Forget it, Qingyan." He also looked up at Lu He who was on the horse, with a bit of regret on his old face, "General Lu, please."

Lu He hesitated for a moment: "... Prime Minister Han."

This old man helped the Lu family a lot back then, and he was considered his elder. It stands to reason that he should get off his horse at this time, but...

The old man shook his head: "You are an extremely human minister now. I can't afford to call you an old man, but Fu Xiangnian has taught you a lot. If your Majesty asks, please say a few words for him."

As he spoke, he dragged Tang Yizhi, who was still upset, to move away, lowered his head slightly, and knelt down to the palace gate again. From Lu He's perspective, he looked like an old stone statue.

Lu He's heart ached, and his face turned blue, but he glanced around heavily, but he still didn't say anything after all, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he rushed out with his horse's belly as if venting his anger.

Don't be impulsive...Never be impulsive. Now he and the teacher are "on the same level" in the court, which is the check and balance situation that the officials are most willing to see. Heavy.

The hand holding the rein of the horse trembled slightly, the nails were almost dug into the palm, and even the fundus of the eyes was slightly red.Lu He galloped all the way, alarming countless servants in the palace. When everyone looked up and saw that it was the Lord, they shook their heads and sighed, and continued to do their own things peacefully.

Who in the palace doesn't know that His Majesty has shown great favor to this general who is capable of fighting well and looks like a sun, coupled with Marquis Weiyuan's flamboyant temperament, the matter of horse racing in the palace is not easy to do. Twice.

All the way to the entrance of De Ziji Hall, Lu He got off his horse, his slightly turbulent emotions had completely calmed down, and he returned to his usual proud and chattering appearance.

The head servant standing guard at the door hurriedly greeted him: "Marquis Weiyuan is here again? Your Majesty just got up for lunch, please wait a moment..."

Lu He nodded slightly, folded his arms and poked straight there. The manager was used to his arrogance and silence, and smiled slightly in his heart, but he didn't think he was disobedient on his face. He saluted with a smile, and went in to report.

Only now did 000 dare to speak to the host of the showman's upper body.

"Host... Since you are here to intercede with Fu Jia, why didn't you tell those people outside? They have Da Xia's pen in their hands. If they have too much prejudice against you..."

"Don't worry," Lu He said without opening his eyes, quite confident, "Marquis Weiyuan's reputation is earned by real swords and guns on the battlefield, and it cannot be shaken by a few pens. I have my own measure."

"But there is Fu Chenhuan..."

"Fu Chenhuan came back from rebirth. He watched me do those things in my previous life, and watched me plot rebellion in the end, and was pierced by an arrow... Well, such a person, do you count on him because of how many times his uncles and elders have spoken to me?" Praise can change? At most, it will make him feel that I am scheming and more vigilant.”

At this moment, the servant came out again with a bow, and announced with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty has asked you to come in, please, Marquis Weiyuan."

Lu He nodded, straightened his neckline, flicked his crimson and splendid robe, and stepped into the deep and gloomy palace.