When Lu Zhizhi saw Lu Qingyan sitting on the dragon throne, he had to admit that his "son" did look somewhat like an emperor in the dragon robe. However, compared to five years ago, she had become much darker, which must have been a lot of hardship. Nevertheless, the smile on her face was still somewhat annoying.
No, no, my son is the emperor now, I can't lay a hand on her! Lu Zhizhi silently chanted in his heart.
"Dad, what kind of official position do you want? Pick whatever you like." Anyway, they're all bowing to me.
Lu Zhizhi slapped him across the face, "You're an emperor now, and you're still acting like this."
Lu Qingyan chuckled. Fortunately, there were only the Emperor Emeritus and the Emperor in the Golden Palace. No one else dared to disturb them, otherwise they would have been shocked to see this.
As for choosing officials, Lu Zhizhi said that his son had become emperor, so what was the point of him being an official? Compared with bringing glory to his ancestors, the so-called official career was simply not worth mentioning.
Now over forty and a handsome middle-aged man, Lu Zhizhi felt a surge of excitement, far surpassing his excitement at having achieved the third-highest rank in the imperial examinations. His mother's dream had been incredibly accurate; their Lu family had indeed produced a descendant who would become emperor, making the Lu clan a truly noble and royal family.
What else is this but bringing glory to one's ancestors?
Lu Zhizhi thought to himself with a smug smile that it wasn't bad to enjoy the honor of being an emperor emeritus. Then he thought about his classmates and colleagues. No matter how good their backgrounds, how good their wives, or how good their abilities, none of them could compare to him having a good son.
"But Dad, there's something very important I need to tell you."
"What is it?" Lu Zhizhi asked, puzzled. Lu Qingyun was a scoundrel who usually acted first and asked for permission later. When had he ever consulted with him? Now that the boy's tone was gentle, Lu Zhizhi felt a little flustered.
"Father, I am not actually your son."
Lu Zhi's jaw nearly dropped to the ground, then he angrily swung his fist at Lu Qingyan: "What nonsense are you spouting? I watched you grow up, you look exactly like me, how could you not be my son!"
"Father, I am your daughter."
"Clang!"
Lu Zhizhi was successfully provoked by Lu Qingyan to the point of fainting.
"Someone, quickly go and summon the imperial physician!!!"
Fortunately, the old men of the Imperial Medical Academy are all quite old and can't run away; they're all still in that place.
Amidst the chaos, when Lu Zhizhi awoke again, he looked at Lu Qingyan with a complicated expression.
"You said you're Qingyan, not Qingyun?"
Lu Qingyan nodded.
"Was it Qingyun who died back then?"
Lu Qingyan nodded.
Lu Zhizhi didn't know what to say. Thinking back to the child who died young, Lu Zhizhi still felt a little sad, but this child was one she had watched grow up. Lu Zhizhi wouldn't hold a grudge against this child because of their gender.
"Qingyan..."
Qingyan was a maid, but he always thought she was Qingyun. She had always lived the life of a man. When he suddenly found out that she was a girl, Lu Zhizhi was at a loss and didn't know how to get close to her.
"Let's keep it from your grandma for now. I'll tell her later." My mother is getting old, and I don't know if she can handle hearing this news.
Lu Zhi instinctively wanted to keep it from Old Madam Lu, and of course, Old Madam Lu couldn't possibly know.
Time continued to pass day by day. After successfully bringing Lu Zhizhi and the old lady Lu back, five or six days later, the new dynasty had almost stabilized.
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