After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

Lu Kui had a cold face and shouted to the outside: "Change your clothes and prepare your horses!"

Three or five oil lamps were lit, and the courtyard immediately became busy. Lu Kui turned around, frowned, looked Luo Peng up and down, and said with disdain: "Look at how messy you are."

The front of Luo Peng's collar was stained with blood, and his robe was covered in dust and wrinkles. No matter how handsome he was, he looked dirty and dusty at this moment.

"Xiaoyin, get me another set of my casual clothes." Lu Kui ordered his personal attendant, and then said to Luo Peng: "This is my temporary residence for work. I don't have many clothes. You and I have similar body shapes, so you can change into whatever you like."

Luo Peng smiled bitterly and said, "How could I be so picky about this? Thank you, Lord Lu, for your concern."

Lu Kui sneered, "Don't be so sentimental. I'm not thinking about you. It's just that His Majesty values ​​appearance the most. How can you meet him when you are so disheveled?"

Luo Peng was helpless at the moment, and he just cupped his hands and said, "It's all up to you, sir."

Lu Kui tied up his waist, put on a narrow-fitting military uniform with arrow sleeves, and asked him, "The situation is urgent. There is no time to take a car. Can you ride a horse?"

Luo Peng paused, and was about to speak when the messenger, the black-robed clerk who had been delivering the message, came tumbling in, barely catching his breath, and shouted, "Sir, sir, there's news from Sanchun Lane. Mr. Ding San said the person has woken up! Please decide how to deal with him."

"What?" Lu Kui suddenly looked at Luo Peng, who was stunned for a moment before realizing something: "Could it be... Liu Kui?"

Luo Peng stamped his feet and said, "Liu Kui has woken up. No wonder the Marquis' Mansion made such a fuss first. Ning'er's prediction was right. Ye Zhen must have a backup plan!"

Lu Kui raised his eyebrows: "What did Ding San say specifically? What's the condition of the person after he woke up? What about the two guards?"

The clerk bowed his head and said, "We have not received any instructions from Master Ding San, so we dare not act rashly, for fear of alarming those people. The accurate information we have received so far is that after Liu Kui woke up, the woman who was taking care of her seemed to have sensed something and prepared a car immediately."

Lu Kui paced back and forth in the room for a few steps, then turned to look at Luo Peng and said, "I am worried about Ning'er. I will send you to find Xiao Ding first and ask him to take you into the palace. I will keep an eye on Liu Kui."

He said quietly, "Since you are quite pleasing to the eye, I would like to remind you that when you meet His Majesty, do not try to be clever. Tell us everything you know."

He took out the jade hairpin from his bosom, rubbed it reluctantly for a few times, gritted his teeth and handed it over: "Ning'er's token, you should carry it with you, and present it to His Majesty when you see him."

Luo Peng hesitated and said, "If that's the case, I came here to bring a letter for Ning'er. The letter has already been delivered, so why should I disturb His Majesty?"

Lu Kui glared and sneered, "Do you think my door is so easy to enter? People can come and go as they please? You came here today, said these words, and did these things. You must see His Majesty."

His words were chilling: "It all depends on whether you want to meet me kneeling or lying down."

Luo Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said respectfully, "Of course I am willing to kneel to see you. But, if I leave for too long, how can I explain to Luo Jurui?"

Lu Kui mounted his horse with a sword on his shoulder, turned around and said, "Wait until you have seen His Majesty before considering these trivial matters."

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Yuchen Hall, in the front room of the warm room in the west room.

Wu Shilu held up a whisk and glanced inside carefully. Emperor Zhaoyuan was sitting facing south, casually flipping through the memorial in front of him. Two important ministers in red robes stood solemnly below him, reporting on matters respectfully.

Before he could think of how to start, he saw His Majesty asked without even raising his head, "Wu Shilu, if you have something to say, just tell me. Why are you being so sneaky?"

Wu Shilu bowed and said with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, I can't hide it from you. Commander Xiao is outside the palace asking for an audience." He looked up at the two ministers and said tactfully, "He is also accompanied by a strange man, who is dressed somewhat similar to Lord Lu."

Upon hearing this, Shi Junsheng, the Minister of Finance, who was waiting nearby, stood up and left. Emperor Zhaoyuan put down the memorial and said, "No hurry, you two stay. Let him come up."

After Xiao Ding kowtowed and greeted His Majesty, he stood up and realized that there were two other adults in the room. He clasped his fists and said, "This humble official greets Master Shi and Master Zhang."

Shi and Zhang hurriedly returned the gift.

Emperor Zhaoyuan asked, "It's not your turn today, why are you here?"

Xiao Ding hurriedly said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Lord Lu sent someone here. He wanted to see you in person, but something happened to him and he couldn't get away, so he asked me to do it for him."

At this time, it was Lu Kui who sent someone again. Emperor Zhao Yuan did not hesitate and ordered Wu Shilu to bring people up.

The man who came was a tall and thin man, about thirty years old. If you ignore his excessively morbid thinness, he is a beautiful man with handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

There was a hideous red mark on the neck. The blood was not wiped off in time and coagulated into a glaring bloodstain.

Wu Shilu stood still, anxiously winking at each other, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you pay your respects to His Majesty!"

Luo Peng finally woke up from the huge shock of meeting the Holy Lord for the first time. He quickly followed Xiao Ding's instructions and kowtowed, saying, "I, Luo Peng, pay my respects to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty."

Emperor Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who hurt your neck?"

Luo Peng looked up in surprise, reached out and touched the knife mark on his neck, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's Master Lu."

Shi Junsheng and Zhang Fu, who were waiting on the side, couldn't help but look at each other.

Emperor Zhao Yuan chuckled, "I think it was this little lunatic. He used a knife but didn't use too much force. He was willing to send you to see me. There must be a reason. Tell me."

Luo Peng felt a little dizzy. For more than ten years, he had been kept in Luo Jurui's private residence as a guest official. Luo Jurui knew that he had talent and could be used. Although he did not allow him to show his face in public, he let him know all the major and minor movements in the court, personnel transfers and palace secrets.

For many days and nights without seeing the light of day, he worked day and night, studying not the books of sages but the unfathomable mind of the wise ruler.

He carefully weighed in his mind every decree he issued, every imperial edict he preached, and every personnel transfer, trying to figure out the true intentions of this unattainable sage and wise ruler through his every word and action.

In his mind, Luo Peng had already sketched the appearance and behavior of Emperor Zhaoyuan countless times. Although he could not meet the emperor in person, he was confident that he understood this ruler who ruled the world better than any other official in the court.

But all of this turned to ashes the moment he saw Emperor Zhao Yuan with his own eyes.

The emperor's tone was not serious, it was even gentle, but it made him shudder subconsciously.

Luo Peng suddenly understood why the experienced Minister Luo always spoke in a respectful and reserved tone when talking about the emperor.

All his self-righteous speculations and guesses seemed so arrogant and absurd in front of this king who held the world in his hands.

He knelt on the ground in sincere submission, carefully took out the jade hairpin from his arms, and held it high above his head with great care: "Your Majesty, this is the token of trust that I carry with me, and I would like to present it to you for your inspection."

The invisible and suffocating majesty in the hall suddenly receded like a spring tide.

Luo Peng caught a glimpse of this Saint King who looked like an immortal and otherworldly being. His eyebrows moved and his face made of white jade suddenly came to life.