287, full responsibility
287, full responsibility
The father and son stared at each other for a long time. In the end, Prince Ding was the first to give in. He rubbed his aching forehead and asked his legitimate son, "Do you have any evidence to support your claim?"
"Of course, there is." Zhao Lang then took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it to his father.
Prince Ding took the secret letter and read it for a few seconds. He was so angry that he threw the letter on the table and cursed, "How unreasonable!"
"If I find out who this traitor is, I'll skin him alive!"
"Father, I suspect that this person must be in the army and hold an important position to be able to do such a thing that deceives the world. I came back to Pingzhou from Kyoto Prefecture this time on the orders of General Wei to investigate this traitor who collaborates with the enemy and sells out the country. I did not come back for no reason." Zhao Lang stood up and bowed to his father.
Prince Ding waved his hand, not bothering his legitimate son this time. He simply asked him to sit down and talk. "Have you met Elder Wei?"
"Yes, on the night when the Hu soldiers attacked Kyoto Prefecture, I led people to fight the enemy together with General Wei. When I was in Kyoto Prefecture before, I also saw General Wei from afar several times." After Zhao Lang finished speaking, he sat back in his previous seat.
"Old General Wei told me that the fewer people who know about this, the better. He hasn't reported this to the new emperor. So, Father, it's best for you to keep this a secret. The fewer people who know about this, the better."
Zhao Lang almost reminded him, his good father, not to tell his good son Zhao Rui everything.
Upon hearing this, Prince Ding glared at the legitimate son and asked him, "Why don't you just say that you suspect the traitor is your brother?"
"Father, before the truth comes out, anyone could be the culprit, right?" Zhao Lang looked at his father and asked. He felt that the possibility of Zhao Rui being the traitor was quite high because Zhao Rui had a motive for committing the crime.
It's just that there is no evidence. If there is evidence to prove that this matter is related to Zhao Rui, he will definitely press Zhao Rui to death!
"You might as well just say that you suspect your father of collaborating with the enemy and selling out the country!" Prince Ding was furious!
"Father, can you?" Zhao Lang asked with clear eyes, looking at this good father.
"Get out!" Prince Ding glanced at the table, but couldn't find anything suitable to throw at his son.
Zhao Lang didn't want to stay in this room with this man any longer, so he stood up and said, "Well, I'll take my leave now."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Prince Ding looked at his eldest son who was about to stand up and leave, and called him out, "I have to go back to the military camp tomorrow. You should come with me."
"Yes, father." Zhao Lang was a little surprised when he heard his father's words. He thought he had to find a way and go through some twists and turns before he could enter the military camp. He didn't expect his father to take the initiative to let him in.
"The matter of investigating the traitor will be left to you. Make sure to find the person for me!" Although the relationship between father and son is not very good, Prince Ding still trusts this legitimate son very much.
Just because this legitimate son always looked arrogant, he felt that this legitimate son would not do anything like colluding with the Hu people and harming the people of Dayan.
Moreover, this legitimate son was willing to be a hostage in Kyoto Prefecture for so many years for the sake of their Dingwang Mansion and the people of Beijun. Prince Ding knew that this legitimate son had their Dingwang Mansion, as well as the generals and people of Beidi in his heart.
As for the traitors in the army, they must find them. Otherwise, if they leave them in the army, they will end up hurting their own people.
"Yes, I will live up to my father's expectations." Zhao Lang bowed and accepted the task.
"If I knew he was a member of our army, I would kill him with my own hands without you having to do anything!" This time, Prince Ding waved his hand and told his legitimate son, whose head was buzzing just by looking at him, to leave quickly.
"I hope my father can do what he says." Zhao Lang looked at his father deeply, then turned and left.
Watching his son leave, Prince Ding was stunned for a moment before he realized what his son had said before he left. "Hey, stop right there!"
Zhao Lang, who had already walked to the door of the study, heard someone calling him from behind, and he left without looking back.
***
Kyoto Prefecture
At this time, Lu Mingfei was sitting in Mr. Fu's house, drinking tea with his teacher.
"I've taught for so many years, and I only have one student like you." Mr. Fu looked at the student in front of him and couldn't help but sigh. He said, "I've watched you step by step to where you are now. You finally passed the imperial examination and became an official in the Hanlin Academy. It's only been a few months since you entered the Hanlin Academy, and now you've resigned and returned home due to family matters."
"Teacher, given the current situation in Kyoto Prefecture, it may not be a bad thing for me to resign and go home for a while. You can relax." Lu Mingfei picked up the teapot on the table and added a little more tea to the cup in front of the teacher.
Compared to others, some people feel sorry for him, but he himself thinks it’s good.
If it weren't for this opportunity that allowed him to resign and return home, he would have faked his death, changed his identity, and gone to Beijun to find Zhao Lang. However, he didn't need to fake his death to escape, as many people in the village had actually died.
"I think you are very relaxed." Mr. Fu looked at the student and said.
"Hasn't my heart always been open?" Lu Mingfei added tea to his teacup and sat back in his seat, looking at his teacher face to face.
Upon hearing his student's words, Mr. Fu smiled and said, "If your senior brother had your broad mind, I wouldn't have to worry about him getting stuck in a rut all day long."
"Senior brother isn't being too picky. He just thinks deeply about the problem. If you weren't at home today, I could have a nice cup of tea and chat with you." Lu Mingfei said with a bit of regret.
Mr. Fu, unaware of his student's plans to leave Kyoto, said to him, "Your hometown in the countryside isn't far from the city. If you have time in the future, come back to the city and have tea with me. Your senior brother will also be home when the Imperial College is closed."
"If not, you can go to the Imperial College to find him. You are familiar with the place."
"Haha, okay. It just so happens that I'm going to the Imperial College soon, and I'll look for my senior brother by the way." Lu Mingfei did not tell his teacher about his plan to travel far away. The fewer people who knew about this, the better.
"If you have time in the future, please come to the private school and give lectures to your fellow junior students. I think they will be very eager to listen to you, a top scholar, give them lectures." Mr. Fu thought that his students would go home to mourn their father and would have to stay at home for two years. It would be better for them to come and give lectures to their fellow junior students. Maybe he could even bring out a few smart junior students.
"Lingxuan..." Lu Mingfei had originally wanted to mention that his friend Zhang Lingxuan's home was close to here, and he'd like to ask him to come over to the private school to teach his junior students on his day off. But then he remembered that when the Ministry of Personnel fell, Zhang Lingxuan would be assigned to a provincial post. He wouldn't be in Kyoto by then, and wouldn't be able to teach his junior students.
"What's wrong with Ling Xuan?" Mr. Fu asked curiously when he saw that his student stopped talking halfway.
Speaking of friends, Lu Mingfei also took the opportunity to tell their teacher about his friend's plans: "Ling Xuan has submitted a transfer order to the Ministry of Personnel. He wants to apply to go to the provincial government for a few years. If nothing unexpected happens, his transfer order should be issued soon. Zhuoran will go with him and train with him in the provincial government for a few years."
"The new emperor has registered, and the court should be holding an imperial examination soon. Isn't Zhuoran going to participate in this year's imperial examination?" Mr. Fu asked curiously.
Lu Mingfei didn't say his own speculations, but found an excuse for his friend, saying, "Zhuoran feels that his experience is not enough and he is not suitable for entering the officialdom, so he wants to go out with Ling Xuan to see the world."
"Well, that's fine."
These students were all taught by him, and Mr. Fu knew their personalities very well. Ye Zhuoran was a good student in every way, except that he was a little too eccentric. With his current personality, it was not suitable for him to enter the officialdom.
After that, the master and disciple chatted for a while before Lu Mingfei said goodbye to his teacher and his mistress and left the private school.
After leaving the private school, he took a carriage to the Imperial College and found the teacher who was teaching him there.
The master and the disciple closed the door and talked for a long time.
After meeting his teacher, Lu Mingfei returned to the courtyard where they used to live in the Imperial College and met his two good friends who were waiting for him there.
Even when meeting with his good friends, he did not tell them that he planned to leave Kyoto Prefecture and go to Beijun to find Zhao Lang.
The three of them sat together as they did in the past and chatted about studying and the future.
It was dinner time, so the three of them went out to eat together.
Lu Mingfei sent someone to the Hanlin Academy to pick up Zhang Lingxuan in advance, and the four good friends had a meal together.
"When was the last time the four of us had dinner together?" Ye Zhuoran asked when he saw the four good friends gathered here.
"It wasn't too long ago. After the palace examination results were announced, the four of us had a meal together. I remember that Ling Xuan and I treated the guests together." Lu Mingfei said.
"Not long ago? It was several months ago!"
Over the years, the four of them have grown up together. When they were studying together, they were together every day. Thinking of this, Ye Zhuoran couldn't help but sigh a little and said, "Ever since I fell behind, I can no longer catch up with you."
"Then try your best to catch up." Lu Mingfei raised his hand and pressed the little bitter melon's head, comforting him.
"Hehe, I'm trying my best to catch up with you guys!" Ye Zhuoran's unhappiness didn't last for even a cup of tea, and he soon became happy again.
Zhang Lingxuan and Fu Boming looked at this friend who always enjoyed himself and felt a little envious. Author's words: Thank you Bole 9492239 (9492239) for your support. Kisses! To know more exciting content, please leave me a message on Liancheng Reading.
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