After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Lu Qi was a little confused.

Who is this man?

Why are you being so weird in front of father and him?

He had met or at least heard of all the counselors in the palace, and none of them dared to be so rude to his father and him.

Could it be that... he is not an ordinary strategist, but one presented to my father by Emperor Ming's uncle?

When Lu Zhaoyan was in the Prince of Qin's Palace, he was just an unfavored second son. His biological mother was of humble origin and did not even have the qualifications to raise him.

He grew up by the side of Princess Qin.

The brothers in the mansion all looked down on him and often bullied him, but the youngest one, Ming Wang, always followed him and called him "Second Brother".

Therefore, if we have to say which brother has a special relationship with Lu Zhaoyan, it must be King Ming.

This is also the reason why Prince Ming moved directly into the Prince’s Mansion after entering the Imperial City.

Because Lu Zhaoyan loves his younger brother, Prince Ming, so the counselors recommended by Prince Ming can enjoy very important treatment in the mansion.

After changing his mind, Lu Qi glanced at his father again. Seeing that his father was not angry because of the other party's rudeness, he became more certain of his speculation.

His father had always taught him to be respectful to those who are less virtuous than him, so he naturally would not just agree with it verbally, but would also have to show it through his actions.

He made room for Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan sat between him and Lu Zhaoyan without any hesitation.

Lu Qi frowned.

Where did the emperor's uncle find his adviser?

I didn't know his ability before, but he has a really bad temper.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

Lu Qi suppressed his displeasure and asked in a tolerant manner.

Lu Yuan folded his arms and said indifferently, "My last name is Lu."

Lu Zhaoyan glanced at Lu Yuan.

Lu Qi asked in a gentle voice, "Sir, your last name is also Lu. What a coincidence."

There are many people with the surname Lu in the world, not just the royal family of Liang.

But being related to the surname Lu is somewhat lucky.

I can only say that this strategist is very lucky.

Perhaps it was because of his surname that he won the favor of Emperor Ming's uncle.

Lu Qi kept estimating Lu Yuan's value in his mind.

After hearing Lu Yuan's last name, Lu Zhaoyan just thought that Lu Yuan said it deliberately for him to hear and still hadn't given up the idea of ​​having him as his son.

Lu Qi asked politely, "When did you get to know the emperor's uncle?"

Lu Yuan said calmly: "Yesterday."

Lu Qi couldn't believe it.

Did he catch the emperor's uncle's eye after just one encounter and recommend her to my father?

What is so special about this person?

Lu Qi never guessed the shameful "son of an old friend". After all, he, a legitimate grandson of the emperor, did not dare to act rashly in front of his father, so where would the "son of an old friend" get the courage?

On the other hand, Lu Qi had seen quite a few strategists who were arrogant because of their talents.

The hermit master I visited today was one of them.

Lu Yuan never gave Lu Qi a good look, but after a few words, Lu Qi stopped making trouble for himself.

An hour later, the carriage arrived at the foot of a mountain on the outskirts of the city.

The top of the mountain was once the old Huguo Temple. After it was relocated due to a flood ten years ago, only the old site remains.

The master had been living in seclusion in the temple for many years, and Emperor Liang heard the news by chance. Unfortunately, no matter how Emperor Liang invited him, the other party refused to come out and serve the court.

Emperor Liang entrusted this matter to Lu Zhaoyan. On the one hand, it was because he respected Lu Zhaoyan, and on the other hand, he hoped that Lu Zhaoyan could personally recruit a general of his own.

Today's driver is Jifeng.

Ji Feng jumped off the carriage and said to Lu Zhaoyan, "Your Highness, the carriage cannot go up, so we can only walk up the mountain. I will carry you on my back."

After saying that, he gestured towards the darkness, and immediately two secret escorting masters from the Imperial Palace appeared.

They were here to carry Lu Qi and Lu Yuan.

Lu Zhaoyan opened the curtain, looked at the mountains, and said, "No need, we can go up the mountain by ourselves."

If you don't even have this little bit of sincerity, what are you talking about asking people to come out of retirement?

Lu Qi got off the carriage first and held out his hand to Lu Zhaoyan: "Father."

Lu Zhaoyan held Lu Qi's arm and got off the carriage.

Then he turned around and looked at Lu Yuan.

This time, Lu Yuan didn't make trouble. He bowed and got off the carriage.

He looked at the endless stairs and sighed, "Such a long staircase, I'm afraid I'll have to walk until the afternoon."

Lu Zhaoyan thought about his health and said to him, "You can rest in the carriage."

Lu Yuan said: "That won't work. I said I would follow you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Qi's eyes again.

Is it an illusion?

Why does the relationship between my father and him sound so close?

"Go up the mountain."

Lu Zhaoyan said no more.

Emperor Liang had given instructions that the master did not like to be disturbed, so Lu Zhaoyan only brought one palace master, Ji Feng, with him, and the other seven stayed at the foot of the mountain waiting.

Several people started to climb the mountain.

After walking for half an hour, Lu Qi raised his eyes and saw the top of the mountain. He smiled and said to Lu Zhaoyan, "Father, the temple is not far away. I think we can get there in another half an hour."

Lu Yuan sneered.

Lu Qi asked, "Mr. Lu, don't you believe it?"

Lu Yuan said, "Have you ever heard the saying, 'If you run too fast, you will die'?"

Lu Qi said: "We are already on this mountain."

Lu Yuan said with a half-smile, "It seems that the prince doesn't climb mountains very often. I wonder where he has been wandering among the people for these years?"

Lu Qi said calmly: "From your tone, it seems that you are quite dissatisfied with me. I wonder how I have offended you?"

Lu Qi took the initiative and thought the other party would say, "How can you tell that I am dissatisfied with you? Please don't accuse me of anything at will, Prince. I can't bear the consequences."

Lu Yuan: "The prince has not offended me."

Lu Qi thought to himself that it was pretty much what he expected.

Lu Yuan: "I just look down on all ignorant people equally."

Lu Qi, who was pierced by thousands of arrows: "..."

The group set out early in the morning and only reached the halfway point of the mountain at noon.

Ji Feng is a master of the Imperial Palace and his breath is still steady.

Lu Zhaoyan and Lu Qi were so tired that they were panting and their faces were pale.

"Father...I will help you..."

Lu Zhaoyan waved at Lu Qi, indicating that he was fine and letting Lu Qi catch his breath.

He didn't even have the strength to speak, and subconsciously looked at Lu Yuan beside him.

Considering that he was injured and suffering from a cold, he was probably suffering more than him and Lu Qi.

However, what he didn't expect was that Lu Yuan didn't even breathe a breath, and was as calm as the imperial master Ji Feng.

Lu Yuan noticed Lu Zhaoyan's gaze, walked over calmly, and carried Lu Zhaoyan on his back without saying a word.

Lu Zhaoyan was stunned.

Lu Qi was also shocked.

"you……"

Lu Zhaoyan lay on Lu Yuan's back, opened his mouth, and said, holding back his tiredness and weakness, "Put me down."

Lu Yuan carried him up the stairs: "Didn't you ask me to carry you?"

Lu Zhaoyan frowned: "When did I say that?"

Lu Yuan said calmly, "You looked at me just now, didn't you mean you wanted me to carry you on your back?"

Although he was carrying someone on his back, he walked on the mountain road as if it were flat ground and soon left Lu Qi behind.

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Let me make it clear first, if I carry you on my back, you will be my father."

"I didn't—"

Lu Yuan used his Qinggong skills to jump up, and Lu Zhaoyan’s words were blown back into his stomach by the strong wind.