Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan nodded slightly: "You can let it go. But...you are really having fun. How old were you when you had a son with a bookaholic?"

"It's not early..." Lu Qinghou was a little surprised: "Zhang Kuang is ten years older than me. When we had the minibus, I was nineteen and she was twenty-nine. In our hometown, there are two or three, not to mention..."

He shook his head: "In order to prevent the Xiang family, my elders also lied about their age, hoping that the Xiang family would let go of a child who is not yet sensible. In fact, I am only five years younger than the bookaholic..."

Only then did Jiang Fan understand, "Unfortunately, the Xiang family obviously wants to eradicate the problem and has no intention of letting you, a so-called child, go."

Lu Qinghou sighed: "Master Canling protected me for several years. Finally, as I grew up, the Xiang family did not want to tolerate it anymore, so I had no choice but to defect to the Xia Kingdom."

"Why choose Xia?" Jiang Fan was a little curious about this.

"Only in Xia can Zhang Kuang see me and see that what I am thinking is right. The Chu State is in the southern barbarian land and does not have the conditions to dominate the world. Even though Xiang Chen is ambitious, looking at history, there has never been a southern barbarian north. Xinjiang can occupy the Central Plains for a long time.”

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, this guy really has some knowledge.

"What do you think is the reason?" Jiang Fan instantly became interested in inquiring.

"In the final analysis, it's culture." Lu Qinghou said firmly.

“Chinese culture has been inherited for a long time. Although any foreign enemy can temporarily gain the upper hand with force, it is far from enough in terms of culture. Although it knows how to fight, it does not know how to cure, so it will not last long. Sooner or later, it will either be expelled or assimilated. "

Jiang Fan was shocked. Is this kind of understanding really something that people of this era can have? Lu Qinghou is amazing.

"So your Lu family is loyal to Chu of the Eighteen Kings because he represents the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Jiang Fan suddenly thought of this possibility.

"That's right. Our ancestors may not have seen this, but their loyalty to the Great Zhou Dynasty is actually from another perspective, they are loyal to cultural inheritance. As for me, I can't say who I am loyal to, I just have been pushed by fate."

Jiang Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes: "No...no..."

Lu Qinghou squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Your Majesty...what's wrong?"

Jiang Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "You're wrong... you may not be pushed by fate, but you are inheriting the ideas of your ancestors. Therefore, Zhang Yi chose the relatively orthodox summer, and you also made this choice."

Lu Qinghou nodded lightly: "Yes, although fate dictates it, it also comes from my heart."

Jiang Fan's eyes were a little deep: "Maybe... there's something wrong..."

"What else?" Lu Qinghou was stunned: "Why didn't I know?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Forget it, just think of it as my random thoughts. Do you want to know what's going on with your son now?"

He changed the subject decisively.

Lu Qinghou was in a trance for a while, then he smiled and said, "I don't even know, he is safer."

Jiang Fan nodded approvingly: "Good idea. But...do I know that you are not worried?"

Lu Qinghou laughed loudly: "If the prince threatens Lu with Bawa, he is wrong. If he is wrong, he will pay the wrong price. There is always a solution if Xiaoba dies or I die. "

"The atmosphere is transparent." Jiang Fan felt that this time he saw this commoner Qinghou more clearly. He was a real commoner, but he was also enough to despise the prince. This man had a big picture and great wisdom. If Yun Qiu is said to be sinister and cunning, this person can be said to be resourceful, wise and skillful, more like an upright strategist.

"I can tell you that the only person who knows the true whereabouts of the minibus is Zhang Zaifu himself, so you can rest assured."

Lu Qinghou cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment, "But there is something I want to remind you. Zhang Yi tried to kill Xiaoba. Do you know about this?"

Lu Qinghou's eyebrows narrowed: "Is this happening?"

He didn't look fake, it seemed he really didn't know. Why didn't the master tell him about this?

"Twelve years ago, Zhang Yi tampered with Minibus. It should have been a chronic poison, so logically speaking, he should have died a few years ago."

A trace of gloom flashed across Lu Qinghou's face: "What a Zhang Yi! However, it seems that my son is fine, how can he be saved?"

Jiang Fan said: "I met Old Immortal Sun by chance."

Lu Qinghou breathed a sigh of relief: "The King of Immortal Medicine, God is really wise."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "It's the Holy Hand Poison King."

Lu Qinghou said: "A hundred years ago, there was a saying that medicine can cure diseases and Buddhas can save destined people. It means that as long as it is not a fatal disease, Sun Lao Shenxian can cure it, so some people also call him the King of Immortal Medicine. ”

Jiang Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect the old guy to have such talk. But these two sentences don’t seem to mean this.

Lu Qinghou seemed to see his confusion and said: "A hundred years ago, there was a real Buddha in the Buddhist sect, respected by both the north and the south, and he converted many people. People compared him with the immortal Sun, so they reworked this sentence. There is an explanation. That is to say, as long as there is a destined person, the Buddha can save him, and as long as there is no fatal disease, Sun Lao can cure it. "

Jiang Fan suddenly felt something in his heart. The Holy Lord had seen the Buddha before, but he didn't think much about it at the time. But now there are two great Buddhas in the north and the south. Which one did he see? But no matter which one, it seems that he is a little different from him in terms of status. Could it be that... the so-called Lord Buddha is this one?

But now is not the time to think about this matter. Lu Qinghou, who has always been calm and calm, has a deep look in his eyes, as if he is thinking about something.

Jiang Fan said: "What I'm interested in is why Zhang Yi did this. Can you give me a reason?"

Lu Qinghou thought for a long time, "I don't know. I will try to find an answer to this matter."

Jiang Fan nodded: "You might as well tell me about it then. I'm very interested in Zhang Yi."

Lu Qinghou sighed: "Why? He is obviously my Bole..."

Jiang Fan looked at him: "Can't it be used?"

Lu Qinghou, on the other hand, did not take it seriously: "It is indeed a use, but he knows how to use me, and he is still a fool."

"You, Bole, are indeed quite interesting..." Jiang Fan said meaningfully.

"I just want to know why. A person like him must have a reason for doing things. He was not in Xia at that time, and he didn't know Lu, let alone have a personal grudge..."

Jiang Fan said: "So, you want to find out instead of immediately feeling resentful?"

"Yes, sobriety and reason have always been Lu's credo."

Jiang Fan nodded: "I really admire you for being able to maintain such a good nature in such a matter."

Lu Qinghou didn't seem to want to talk too much about Zhang Yi, "The prince once entered Shushan, how is she now?"

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "How should I put it? I didn't know her before, but looking at her now, she is free and easy and seems to be living a good life. But one thing is, as you said, she still has a deep affection for Da Chu. "