Chapter 81 It's Really Her
Zhang Yong leaned on his crutch and sighed sadly.
"Master Zhang—" Lu Mingzhi called out to Zhang Daru.
"Mr. Chen—"
Chen Dinghuai is the principal of Bailu Academy. In fact, Lu Mingzhi is his student.
"Principal Jiang—"
Jiang Jiuqing is the principal of Songshan Academy.
Zhang Yong didn't want to pay attention to him.
Only Chen Dinghuai nodded slightly.
Jiang Jiuqing was a man who hated evil and didn't even glance at him.
"My father may have offended you just now, but I can completely understand the headmasters' concern for the country and the people."
Zhang Yong glared at him and said, "You said your father understood. But what could your father, who suppressed talented people and excluded dissidents, understand?"
"My father once said that Dali's prosperity requires talent, and the imperial court also needs new pillars. Everything depends on the teachings of all of you, the Shanzhang." As Lv Mingzhi spoke, he presented the paper with both hands. "This is a piece of reading experience my father came across. He felt it was very reasonable and suitable for inspiring the people to strive for progress. I would like to share it with you, the Shanzhang."
Zhang Yong looked at the paper handed to him and pondered in silence.
Chen Dinghuai didn't move either.
Jiang Jiuqing, on the other hand, was impatient and looked down upon Lu Desheng the most. He reached out and took the paper, tearing it open while saying with contempt, "I want to see what it is—"
Jiang Jiuqing was shocked at first sight.
Jiang Jiuqing's reaction was wrong, and the two headmasters looked at him in confusion.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Chen, please take a look..." Jiang Jiuqing's hand holding the paper was shaking a little, and even his voice was shaking. His eyes were full of surprise, panic, and helplessness.
He handed the paper in his hand to Zhang Yong and Chen Dinghuai with great care.
"This is..." After reading the paper, the two of them couldn't help but widen their eyes.
When they looked at each other, they saw shock in each other's eyes.
"Lu Mingzhi, this is really your father--" Chen Dinghuai called him student, but when he looked towards the place where he had just stood, there was no one there.
Lu Mingzhi had already left. His second sister had told him that as long as one of the three of them took the note, his mission would be completed and he would not have to worry about anything else.
Lu Songli held the railing with both hands.
Beside her, Mo Bing was guarding her to prevent anyone from bumping into her.
Lu Songli looked at the people coming and going downstairs and fell into her own thoughts.
When they first came to pay their respects, Emperor Kang Cheng had a rosy complexion and looked very energetic.
Later, when Emperor Kang Cheng set out to return to the palace, he looked tired, the red glow in his face faded, and a dull color appeared, much like the late stages of liver and kidney diseases such as uremia in later generations, where the complexion gradually turned dark and dull.
At first glance, Lu Songli became more and more frightened. This was like poison entering his internal organs. He must have taken a lot of poison pills.
Lu Songli had no intention of asking her father to persuade the emperor not to take the elixir. Firstly, it was difficult to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. Secondly, her father had no intention of becoming a famous minister who would go down in history, so there was no need for him to get involved in this mess.
Emperor Kang Cheng is currently like drinking poison to quench his thirst, but once he stops taking the elixir, all the problems will erupt at the same time.
Because with current medical technology, it was impossible to cleanse the toxins from his blood, nor was it possible to completely remove the poison from his internal organs. Moreover, she was certain that Emperor Kang Cheng's problem must be much more complicated than she currently saw.
Her medical skills were relatively good, but she couldn't solve Emperor Kang Cheng's problem.
Besides, she didn't think the palace physicians hadn't noticed anything wrong. This was their responsibility, and the fact that they had even muted their microphones showed how serious the problem was.
This was a minefield; anyone who touched it, whoever set it off, would most likely injure themselves. Her father could only do so much; for now, he only needed to maintain a harmonious relationship with the Emperor. She would do her best to arrange the rest.
If Lu Desheng knew about this, he would definitely say, "Daughter, you're overthinking it. The elixir is now the emperor's favorite. Whoever touches it will die. Let's not use our frail bodies to confront it head-on."
"Miss, Master Xie is here!" Mo Bing shouted.
Lu Songli looked up and saw Mo Bing trying to stop Xie Zhan, but was restrained by his men.
"What can I do for you, Master Xie?"
"Ali——"
Lu Songli raised her hand to stop him. "Master Xie, you can call me Miss Lu Er or Miss Lu Er. If you have to, just call me by my name. But you can't call me Ah Li." Her face was smiling, but her eyes were cold, and her words carried a hint of warning. This man and Zhao Yutan were a perfect match. Both were incredibly thick-skinned, and neither understood human language. One day, she would make them understand, Lu Songli thought fiercely.
Xie Zhan stopped at a distance of two arms from the two of them, staring at Lu Songli without blinking.
Lu Songli raised her eyebrows. Something was wrong?
Xie Zhan couldn't believe that the master behind Lu Desheng, whom he had been looking for, turned out to be Lu Songli in front of him - his ex-fiancée.
These days, Lu Desheng's whereabouts have been clearly discovered by his people.
No strangers had appeared in the Lu Mansion during this period. The person who had changed the most in the Lu family was Lu Songli. Her personality had changed drastically, especially her decisiveness and ruthlessness in attacking Zhao Bin. This completely matched his assessment of the person behind Lu Desheng. However, because she was a woman, he subconsciously excluded her.
But after eliminating all impossibilities, the only possibility left, no matter how incredible it is, is the only answer.
Although the answer is incredible.
In addition, Lu Desheng's change in attitude also pointed to his speculation.
He knew Lu Desheng well: he was a flatterer, a protector of his superiors, a petty person, and a vindictive person!
He had been kind to his youngest daughter, Lu Songli, before, but that kind of kindness was the kind that protected the weak offspring under his wings, and he would never proudly display it like this. Especially just now, he had actually secured an opportunity for his children to meet the emperor. Before, this would have been impossible. At most, he would have allowed Lu Mingzhi to come to see him.
Finally, he came to a conclusion that the master behind Lu Desheng was most likely his daughter Lu Songli!
"We lost this round." Xie Zhan said.
This round, at least for now, was their loss. He had anticipated this beforehand. Without a fight, he wouldn't know the depth of the Lu family. Xie Zhan smiled helplessly. He wouldn't do that again.
He came right to her and said this? And so seriously? Then Lu Songli probably knew something was wrong with him. Xie Zhan was a very proud man. Normally, when the Xie and Lu families fought, whether they won or lost, whether they were truly admitting defeat or showing weakness to the enemy, he would never say this to a weak woman like her. He might say it to her father, though.
His attitude put him in the position of his opponent. Did he guess that he was the one who gave her father the advice?
Lu Songli wasn't surprised that Xie Zhan had guessed this. Nor did she think she could continue to play dumb by denying it. People like Xie Zhan and her, once they revealed their suspicions, had already gone through a phase of bold speculation and careful verification. They had their own judgment and weren't easily swayed by what others said.
"Really?" Lu Songli looked back calmly and asked him playfully, "Master Xie, do you really think that our Lu family has won this round?"
They both knew it wasn't.
Hearing this, Xie Zhan knew his guess was right. It really was her! Yes, only she could remain so calm in the face of such a huge victory.
No, it should be said that both he and she could see the storm brewing beneath this great victory.
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