When Rong Zhen returned to the Prince of Chu's mansion, Song Zhiyi immediately rushed over: "How is it? Did you find out anything?"

Rong Zhen shook his head.

Song Zhiyi was a little disappointed: "It seems that I took it for granted, but if Princess Shanyang doesn't know, who else would know?"

"Go check the Prince of Wei." Rong Zhen suddenly said.

Song Zhiyi asked curiously, "What happened to the King of Wei?" Rong Zhen

asked calmly, "What was the reason for the King of Wei to rebel?"

Song Zhiyi was stunned, "Didn't they say that the King of Wei had a wolfish ambition long ago, and once it was exposed, he suddenly rebelled?"

"If he was really such a person, how could he recover the Nanman, and how could he be so successful among all the countries?" Rong Zhen asked back, "I believe he suddenly rebelled, but I'm afraid the reason needs to be investigated in detail."

"But what exactly does the King of Wei have to do with this?" Song Zhiyi was a little puzzled, "Even if both of them happened twenty years ago, my aunt and the King of Wei have never met. Isn't it a waste of time to investigate these things?"

Rong Zhen did not answer him, Instead, he asked a completely unrelated question: "Do you know why your mother entered the palace?"

Song Zhiyi shook his head: "I asked my mother about this, but she didn't know. The Song family is used to keeping a low profile. The family was also very surprised when my aunt was selected to enter the palace."

Rong Zhen didn't say anything else.

Song Zhiyi saw that he looked tired. Thinking of the many things that had happened recently, the news of the Jie invasion had been put on Emperor Yongning's desk, but Emperor Yongning didn't react at all. Recently, the court had been arguing about this matter. As the real commander of the Northern Frontier Army, Rong Zhen had to have many social events. Rong Zhen didn't allow them to act rashly, but he worked hard on this matter but it was unknown to outsiders.

After Song Zhiyi left, Rong Zhen sighed softly. There were some things he had to hide from Song Zhiyi. Although he was extremely capable, he had an extremely hot temper. In addition, Emperor Yongning's various neglects of the Northern Frontier Army in recent years made them all like firecrackers that could be ignited at any time. Rong Zhen was still skeptical about what Princess Shanyang said, and at this time, it was not necessarily a good thing for Song Zhiyi and the others to know this news.

At this time, the maid in the mansion came to report, but it was Lu Che who came to the mansion to find him.

Rong Zhen was not surprised that the Lu family knew that Lu Zheng was with him so quickly, but it was more intriguing that it was Lu Che who came instead of Lu Qing.

Rong Zhen said, "Take the person to the reception room. I will be there in a moment."

After the maid left, Rong Zhen stood up and walked towards the guest house.

Lu Zheng had recovered his spirit and was practicing calligraphy at the table. In the past, Lu Che always urged him to practice calligraphy, but he didn't know why. Now that he knew, he wished he didn't know.

Rong Zhen stood by the door and watched for a while before walking over and holding his hand from behind: "This word is written like this."

Lu Zheng was startled and was about to turn around, but his hand was held tightly in Rong Zhen's palm. He could smell the crisp scent of pine wood and heard Rong Zhen's slightly low voice: "When you start practicing calligraphy, you must remember to hold the pen steadily and write without regret."

Lu Zheng looked in the direction of the two people's clasped hands and saw the word he had just written - "命".

The iron painting and silver hook, the aura was cold and cold, and it was a world of difference from his previous writing.

Rong Zhen let go of Lu Zheng's hand and took a step back.

Lu Zheng stood up, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Your Highness, Prince of Chu, do you have anything to say?"

Rong Zhen pinched his cheek and said affectionately: "You called me the wrong name again."

Lu Zheng did not avoid it, but smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me, we all know the fact. Although I am now staying in the palace, I can't always rely on your protection in the future. You should not call me like this casually, right?"

Rong Zhen said: "If you are willing, I will always protect you."

Lu Zheng was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked: "Your Highness, what do you like about me?"

Rong Zhen said softly: "Are you saying this to draw a clear line between you and me?"

"I have some ability except for this case, and I am useless for other things." Lu Zheng looked at Rong Zhen steadily, "If Your Highness does not mind, I am willing to serve you."

Rong Zhen looked at him without saying anything. The current situation can be said to be what he calculated, but when he really saw Lu Zheng put down his arrogance and bowed his head to serve, he felt very uncomfortable. It was like he finally caught the little squirrel, but when he saw the little guy who had lost his wild vitality, he felt a little regretful.

Rong Zhen looked at Lu Zheng's furry head and wanted to touch and pat it, but his fingers moved but he didn't reach out in the end. He looked at Lu Zheng again, ignored the disappointment in his heart, nodded, and said solemnly: "Okay."

Lu Zheng seemed to be relieved. He moved back slightly and pulled the distance between them.

Rong Zhen didn't miss this little movement. There seemed to be a dark flash in his eyes. He clenched his hands behind his back, as if he made some kind of decision at this moment.

Lu Che waited in the reception hall for a while before the late Prince of Chu came.

Rong Zhen chuckled and said, "I wonder what brings you here today, Lord Lu?"

"My brother has been bothering you in the palace for too long. It's time for me to go home now." Lu Che stated his purpose directly.

"But I wonder if your father and mother also mean the same thing?" Rong

Zhen's words caused the two to fall into silence. Lu Che no longer cared about face: "I have already been to Fengguo Temple. I am grateful for your kindness to my brother, but he is a member of our Lu family after all, and this cannot be changed no matter what."

"What if he is determined not to have any more ties with the Lu family?"

Lu Che's jaw was tense for a moment, and he frowned and said, "What does your

highness mean by this?" "Even if Master Lechen did not hide anything, can everyone in your mansion treat him as before?" Rong Zhen said lightly.

"If he is unwilling to return to the Lu family, is he willing to serve your highness?" Lu Che sneered.

"Don't even think about telling him. I think he's probably guessed it." Rong Zhen felt a little choked up when he thought of Lu Zheng's sudden estrangement from him.

Lu Che was stunned.

Rong Zhen spoke sharply, "You want him to return to the Lu Mansion. Is it really because he is your brother? The Duke of Ying's Mansion is in the emperor's heart, and Lu Xun's army is your greatest support. But because of this, no matter how talented you are, your highest position in your life is limited to the position of Minister of the Six Ministries. You are more eager than anyone else to break this situation." He lowered his voice, "You want to promote Lu Zheng and put the emperor's attention on him. Lu Zheng may not understand this trick for the time being, but how long can you hide it from him?"

Lu Che's calm expression changed for the first time. He narrowed his eyes and took off his gentle mask. He clapped his hands lightly: "Your Highness the Prince of Chu is really amazing." There was no embarrassment of being exposed on his face. Instead, there was a kind of surprise and excitement of meeting a worthy opponent. "You are right, I am indeed unwilling to be just a minister of six ministries. It's a pity that there are rules in the court. You cannot go to the local places or enter the inner cabinet. If my third brother is still the same as before, I will continue to support him. But since he has such ability, how can I be willing to let him just be a waste who eats and waits to die?"

Rong Zhen did not say anything.

Lu Che went on to say, "His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu wants to recruit him under his command simply because he values ​​his ability to solve cases. I later checked the files you looked at and found a very interesting phenomenon. What you investigated were all old events from twenty years ago. As far as I know, there was a riot in the imperial palace twenty years ago, and your mother, Concubine Jin, unfortunately passed away in it. If you want to find out the cause of her death, my third brother is not the only one you can help with. You may not know that I happen to know the whereabouts of Mr. Qian, who was very famous in Yanjing at that time. He is an old acquaintance from twenty years ago and has always been very accurate in solving cases. Isn't he much more suitable than my third brother?"

The conditions he proposed were extremely tempting. Rong Zhen had been looking for this Mr. Qian for many years, but he didn't expect that the person who even the powerful Night Owl couldn't find would be found today. If it were in the past, Rong Zhen would have agreed without a second thought, but now, he felt caught in a rare dilemma.

Lu Che added, "Your Highness is so filial. If the case had been solved earlier, Concubine Jin would have been cleared of her grievances and ascended to heaven sooner."

Rong Zhen slowly clenched his hands. He looked at Lu Che and said, "If you had said these words earlier, perhaps I would have agreed, but now..." He shook his head, "Let him decide these things."

Rong Zhen raised his head: "Lu Zheng, what do you think?"

Lu Che frowned and slowly turned behind him following his gaze. Lu Zheng was standing at the door against the light. He had something else to do with Rong Zhen, but the maid said that Rong Zhen was in the reception room, so he came directly. He just didn't expect that the person who came would be his eldest brother, nor did he expect to hear such words.

The light cast a faint shadow on the floor along Lu Zheng's outline. His facial features were blurred by the sunlight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Big brother." He called out.

Lu Che's brows relaxed, but facing his younger brother, he actually felt a little nervous: "You... heard everything?"

Lu Zheng nodded and walked in.

Lu Che looked at his slightly pale cheeks. Although he had only been away from the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion for a day or two, he was obviously thinner, and there was a faint blue-black color under his eyes.

Lu Che coughed and said, "Mother knows she made a mistake and asked me to take you home."

Hearing him say this, Lu Zheng actually smiled, "Brother, if she really wanted me to go back, given her personality, she would have come here a long time ago. Why would she let you come?"

Lu Che's heart slowly sank.

"No matter what, I have to thank you for these days." Lu Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, and he actually felt bitter and wronged in his heart. He almost treated them as real relatives, but unfortunately, they were not destined to be together.

Lu Che smiled bitterly and said, "I did think of using you, but I really treat you as my brother.

" Lu Zheng nodded, "I believe you."

Lu Che opened his mouth, but didn't know what else he could say. He could only take a step forward, gently hugged his brother, and finally left the Chu Palace in silence.