fake prince

Chapter 868
When people went out, there were only two people left in the room, so Gui Junxi took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it over. This was the real purpose of his visit this time, to tell King Lu about it.

"Your Majesty, the important thing now is not to investigate who is behind the scenes, but the latest report from the Shuntian Mansion. Take a look."

When King Lu heard this, he took the roll of paper over, thinking that no matter how serious it was, it was only a problem with his own blood, and it even affected the princess. My whole body trembled.

"So that's how it is, lowly slave, lowly slave! How dare you slander my mother and concubine, damn it, you should confiscate your family and exterminate your family!" Why did I suddenly lose my prince by decree, so the root lies here!

"This lowly slave actually said in a frenzy that I am the only one who is incensed by my mother and concubine!"

What I didn't understand before, now I understand everything!

Just because of an accident in his back house, how could his father be so angry that he even cut himself off as a king and demoted him to a commoner? It turned out that his father suspected that he was not his son at all!
This kind of insult not only insulted his mother and concubine, but also insulted himself. It made him disgusted and angry like eating maggots!
King Lu gritted his teeth, and suddenly tore the paper vigorously, shredded the paper a few times, kicked away the table in front of him, still unable to understand his hatred, and roared: "I will kill him, I must kill him!"

Seeing Lu Wang showing such a cannibalistic expression, Gui Junxi smiled instead, coughed twice, and comforted him softly: "My lord, this is a good thing."

Seeing that King Lu turned his head suddenly, he looked over viciously.

Gui Junxi smiled: "It's good to understand the reason, Your Majesty, if you understand the reason and find the problem, then you can prescribe the right medicine for diagnosis and treatment."

"It's not that the king made a big mistake and was convicted, but because of this reason, the title will be reduced. As long as you prove your blood, you will naturally regain the title."

"But, sir..." King Lu sat down panting, and his breath eased, but he was still uneasy, frowned, and said hesitantly, "Father...can you really trust me?"

Gui Junxi saw King Lu's worry at a glance, fearing that it might happen, he smiled: "Your Majesty, there must be no problem with your royal blood, and it is understandable that you will be deposed and imprisoned now."

"This is stripping off the title and revealing the true colors. If you are an outsider, you will not be able to detect the dragon aura. If you are of royal blood, even if you lose the title, you will still have the dragon aura."

"As long as it is detected, you will definitely return to the prince. Even...you may be a blessing in disguise."

Gui Junxi didn't say what was in his heart, but what he said at this time really comforted King Lu and gave him a reassurance.

Seeing that King Lu's expression gradually calmed down, Gui Junxi continued: "As long as your blood is pure, the emperor will wrongly blame you and wrong you and the concubine Wei, he will definitely feel a little bit guilty, and he will make up for you, Your Majesty."

"These are all foreseeable things. The current situation is nothing. You just need to wait for the blood test. After the test is completed and the results are out, you can enjoy the end of your hardship."

"The only thing to pay attention to is that you must never have the slightest resentment, but you can't express that it doesn't matter if you are wronged. You can use the excuse of being thin and sick to cry to the emperor that you have been slandered by outsiders..."

"I understand." King Lu nodded lightly, as if he had realized something.

Yes, after Mr. Gui's persuasion, this incident may not be a bad thing for him.

Although he is cutting his title now, isn't this wronged?

What is a momentary slump?Being able to jump up by relying on this matter, and still get pity and guilt from my father, that is the real benefit!
King Lu didn't say a word after hearing this, and smiled for a while: "Mr. Ru has said auspiciously."

I got up and took a few steps. For some reason, even though I knew that my current situation was only temporary, I always felt a heavy weight on my heart, and I couldn't breathe.

Looking at Gui Junxi, King Lu finally did not express his feelings at this time.

Mr. Gui has already explained the matter so thoroughly, and if he still talks about it, doesn't it make him seem too fragile as a prince?How can a person who is psychologically fragile and unable to bear any setbacks still have the majesty of a master in front of counselors?
King Lu, who is not very face-saving, but also has a face to take into account, suppressed the heaviness in his heart, and showed a relaxed look on his face.

In the corridor outside, a person passed by carrying a small pot of pheasant and mushroom soup, which was still steaming hot. He seemed to be calm and entered a few bushes of flourishing flowers. He put down the pot with a dignified expression.

"what happened?"

Just passing by the hall where King Lu was, he heard a "wow", the sound of the table being kicked over, and at the same time, King Lu's roar sounded.

He faintly heard the word "kill", but he couldn't hear the more detailed content, and he didn't dare to get closer. Now he can only linger here, anxious.

"Is that Zhao Zhu?"

A person came hurriedly on the small road not far away, but it was Zhao Zhu, the personal servant of the King of Lu. The man thought for a second: "This soup is for the princess. I have made a detour. This is not a place to stay for a long time. It is better to give it to me." Princess, wait at the intersection again."

Glancing at Zhao Zhu, the man hurried away.

Zhao Zhu also came to deliver food and wine to the prince. Ever since Zhou Liang’s incident happened in the mansion, the prince has been a little worried about the people in the mansion, and the mansion has been besieged, and the prince has also been deprived of his title. Even busier, he has to do many things, just because the prince trusts a personal servant like him.

"My lord, here are the food and wine prepared for you by the kitchen. There is your favorite fish. You can eat as much as you want." Zhao Zhu came in with the food box, saluted the two, opened the food box, and served the food and wine to King Lu. They put them out one by one, and they talked and persuaded them.

He used to be a servant for the King of Lu, but now that he is old, he has become a personal servant. In terms of master-servant friendship, he is much stronger than Zhou Liang.

If it weren't for the fact that being a personal servant is more dignified than being a steward, and the monthly salary is higher, he might as well be willing to be a steward.

How is it like now...

Thinking of the current situation in Prince Lu's mansion, Zhao Zhu sighed inwardly, but he still didn't dare to show it on his face.

King Lu was a little impatient for him to say this, but he also felt that he was loyal, so he said: "I understand, I will step down first."

"Yes." Zhao Zhu could only sigh inwardly, and backed away.

There is someone else to clean up the leftovers, so he doesn't have to wait outside.

"Brother Zhao!" Not far away, someone called him in front, and Zhao Zhu looked over.

Oh, acquaintances.

"Second Brother Ji, why are you standing here?"

A 30-year-old manservant looked neat and was waiting ahead with a smile on his face. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Zhao Zhu felt relieved and walked over to ask.

Brother Ji smiled: "We brothers haven't had a drink together for a long time, right? I asked someone to buy some wine and food, why don't we go to my room and let us have a meal?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhu was surprised, he said again: "I'm also a little uneasy, let's talk."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Zhao Zhu came to a realization in his heart. This is some news. In the past, a little food and wine really wouldn't make Zhao Zhu greedy, but isn't this a special period?

(End of this chapter)