When Lu Zheng returned to the banquet hall, he was much more sober, so he noticed that his father looked unwell. He was puzzled, and when he walked over, he found that people along the way were looking at him with evasive eyes, and many people were even pointing at him.

He frowned and returned to his seat, only to find that several uncles were trying their best to persuade his father.

"The Lu family is the Lu family, and the Duke of England's Mansion is the Duke of England's Mansion, and they cannot be confused."

"I think someone is deliberately stirring up trouble! Don't worry, Old Lu, when I find out who the villain is, I will kill him for you!"

"Old Ji, stop making trouble!"

Lu Zheng realized that someone might have brought up Lu Yuan's affairs. He could only sigh helplessly. Fortunately, although many people were talking about it, they were restricted by the power of the Duke of England's Mansion and only dared to talk behind their backs. In addition, several uncles tried to comfort him, which made his father's face look better.

Ji Cheng said: "Now the court is in chaos. We old men are fine as we have no soldiers and no power. But you, the eldest is in the Ministry of Justice, and the second holds the military power, but you don't even take sides..."

"Old Ji, be careful with your words!"

Ji Cheng blew his beard, but still shut up obediently.

The one who told him to be careful with his words was Wang Ye, who was the most meticulous person among the group. He patted Lu Qing on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Be patient for now. Those who jump around now may not have the last laugh."

Lu Qing nodded: "Okay, I'm not as bad as you think. Eat, eat, eat. After the banquet, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Several veterans laughed and toasted each other again, which, as expected, attracted the frowns and complaints of several civil servants next to them.

Lu Zheng looked at them with interest. The original owner had also met these uncles before, but in his impression, they all acted like elders. It was rare to see their private side, which was very interesting. At

this time, the King of Chu also came back, adding a few points to the originally lively atmosphere.

Rong Zhen, however, raised a glass of wine and walked directly towards Lu Qing, performing a master-disciple ceremony: "I was in such a hurry before that I didn't offer you a glass of wine properly. This is really my fault."

Not only Lu Qing was stunned, but the other guests were also stunned. Rong Zhen, the Prince of Chu, was such a cold person. Apart from the current emperor, when has he ever been so respectful to anyone?

Thinking of the fact that the Prince of Chu had visited the Duke of Ying's Mansion alone before, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions. The Prince of Chu was so loud in supporting the Duke of Ying. Could it be that the emperor wanted to reuse the Duke of Ying's Mansion?

Lu Qing took the wine glass. Actually, he was still a little confused. When the King of Chu and several princes were young, he did teach them for a period of time, but it was only a few months. He did not expect that the King of Chu would come to toast for this purpose. He was really flattered.

Rong Zhen drank the wine and exchanged a few polite words with him, then returned to the main table, where several princes and members of the royal family were sitting.

The eldest prince Rong Yan was the first to raise his cup and teased, "Why did Uncle Wang take so long to come back? Was it because a beauty in the backyard stopped him?"

The fourth prince Rong Min snorted coldly, "Brother, Uncle Wang said he was not feeling well. Why bother trying to guess what was going on with him?"

"Fourth prince, you!"

The two princes started arguing, and everyone around them was silent. Only Rong Zhen was stroking the cup in his hand with an ambiguous expression.

Rong Min came over with a wine glass in his hand: "Uncle Wang, I offer you a glass. My subordinates have been arrogant in the past. I am afraid that they have been instigated and have offended you unknowingly. I apologize to you here. I hope you will forgive me this time."

Rong Zhen hesitated to take the wine glass from Rong Min, which made his face look even uglier. Just when everyone thought he would leave in anger, Rong Zhen took the wine glass and drank it all.

"Okay!"

Now, it was the eldest prince's turn to look unhappy.

Rong Zhen and Rong Min sat down again, and the scene became lively again. Many people did not dare to look openly, so they glanced at them cautiously.

Ji Cheng was not so careful. Seeing the eldest prince's depressed face, he also felt a little schadenfreude: "It seems that the eldest prince has lost again."

Wang Ye said helplessly: "Old Ji..."

"I know, I know, be careful with your words!" Ji Cheng picked up a large piece of roast meat and put it into his mouth.

Lu Zheng looked at Rong Zhen who was sitting in the main seat across the crowd. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Rong Zhen had just glanced over here.

The banquet was over, and the guests and hosts had a great time. Rong Zhen personally went out to see off several old adults and princes. Lu Qing was fortunate to be one of these people, which made many people jealous.

After saying goodbye to several old friends, Lu Qing took Lu Zheng to the carriage. The guards hurriedly served sobering tea, which was prepared by the Yun family early.

Lu Qing took a sip of tea and let out a long sigh: "The world is really fickle!"

Lu Zheng also took a sip of sobering tea with a bitter face. Hearing him say this, he couldn't help but ask: "Dad, are you talking about those people who came around and showed hospitality later?"

Lu Qing nodded: "Although I don't know why His Royal Highness the King of Chu wants to help me, I am grateful for his help." He glanced at his son and sighed secretly. If it was just him, why would he worry so much? He was afraid that the King of Chu wanted to use his younger son's abilities. He was worried about his son's lack of ambition in the past, and now he is also worried about his son's ambition. It really makes the old man worried.

Lu Zheng didn't know that Lu Qing was worried about these things, and nodded and said, "I guess it's for big brother's sake."

"Bah! I'm capable! Why do I have to rely on my son!"

Lu Zheng looked at his father who suddenly became excited inexplicably, guessing it was senile syndrome, and responded to him with understanding: "Yes, yes, the King of Chu sees that you are still strong and a pillar of governance, so he treats you differently!"

Lu Qing was very upset, and pulled Lu Zheng over: "Let me ask you, where did you go to the toilet before, and why did it take so long?"

Lu Zheng was stunned: "How do you know I went somewhere else?"

"That little eunuch has been following you. If you hadn't stood up and gone to the toilet in time, I'm afraid the cup of tea in his hand would have spilled on you." Lu Qing snorted coldly, "I can still see through these two tricks, but I felt that the King of Chu would not harm you, so I didn't say anything and let you go with him."

Lu Zheng looked at his father in admiration: "Dad, you are really a god!"

"Stop flattering! Tell me, what did the King of Chu say to you?"

"I didn't see the King of Chu!" Lu Zheng said, "I heard a beautiful piano sound after I went to the toilet, and then I saw a man, and he also told me my fortune."

"Fortune telling?" Lu Qing was surprised.

"Yes, he said I have a good life!" Lu Zheng thought for a while, "He seems to be...surnamed Ye?"

"Ye?" Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat, "Isn't he young, wearing a big robe, speaking in a vague way, and wishing to be assimilated with the world?"

"..." Lu Zheng said that although what his father said was a bit exaggerated, when he thought about it carefully, it somehow fits the image of Ye Wenguan, so he nodded.

Lu Qing's brows wrinkled all of a sudden: "Say again what he said to you when he read the fortune."

"Uh... a full forehead... um, a chin and something, oh, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, it is a life of smooth sailing and indescribable wealth!"

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing's face did not improve after hearing this. Lu Zheng asked in confusion: "Dad, what's wrong? Is this fate not good?"

"It's not bad..." Lu Qing sighed, thinking it was time to tell his son the truth.

"The year you were born, we asked the abbot of Fengguo Temple, Master Lechen, to read your fortune. As soon as Master Lechen saw you, he frowned and told us that you were destined to be lonely and die young. He predicted that you would not live past the age of fifteen!"

Lu Zheng's heart tightened. He thought that Master Lechen was just a hypocritical liar, but who knew that he was a real talent. The original owner did not die at the age of fifteen.

Lu Qing was immersed in his memories and didn't notice his expression. He continued, "Your mother was very sad, and I was stationed in the army, so your grandmother raised you when you were young. Later, your mother probably came to her senses and doted on you. When you were fifteen, we were very careful, but we didn't expect that you would still be in danger of death."

"Then... later..."

"After you woke up, your mother was still worried, so she took you to Fengguo Temple to see Master Lechen. Master Lechen calculated your birth date and fortune again, and the prediction was the same as before."

Lu Zheng was stunned: "Then... what am I doing now?"

"Your mother has been a little depressed since she came back that time." Lu Qing sighed, "We have never dared to tell you these things, because we are afraid that you will be affected. Now that you are grown up, your father thinks you should know these things."

Lu Zheng remembered that Ye Wenguan's expression was a little strange after he finished talking about his fate. He was afraid that he also found out that he was a little strange. In this case, could it be that Master Lechen also found out? But he didn't tell his mother.

Seeing his son lost in thought, Lu Qing comforted him: "You don't have to worry too much. Man can conquer nature. You are still alive and kicking now, which shows that the so-called fortune-telling is not necessarily correct. In the end, you still have to rely on yourself."

Lu Zheng listened to his father's words, and his heart gradually became sour. He had slowly accepted his new identity and gradually forgotten everything in the modern world. Now he had to face it all again. He felt that his heart was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was immersed in the sea water, bitter and astringent.

He looked up at his father and said hoarsely: "What if... I... am not... your child..."