He thought Jiang Chengjia had a problem, so he kept rushing in. Before the black tea and Shuihe opened, he had already rushed to Bitangzhai without stopping. At that time, the courtyard was brightly lit, and there were a few figures swaying in the main hall.

Ning Nanyou looked carefully and saw Jiang Chengjia sitting on the main seat with no abnormality. He then calmed down his anxiety, slowed down, stepped forward with his hands in his arms, and stepped into the hall.

"A Luo, I'm so anxious to call me here, what's the point?" He crossed the threshold and called out to the people in the hall.

Mu Yun looked at him and saw the young man wearing a layer of moon frost, walking with a high spirit, his beautiful and clear face was a little warm, and he looked over with a soft smile. Although Jiang Chengjia couldn't see him, the man's face had already appeared in his mind, so he said happily: "You are here, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The husband walked to her side, leaned down, reached out to rub her hair bun, and said gently, "When did you tell me to come at night?"

"I have an important matter that I want to tell you in detail." Jiang Chengjia put away his expression and said seriously.

Ning Nanyou rarely saw her serious appearance, so he also looked down, held her clothes, bent her knees, sat on the soft pad beside her, turned his eyes to stare at her side, and listened to her patiently.

Jiang Chengjia felt the gaze he cast, but did not look back, but turned toward the corner and said, "Zhuying, he is here. Do you have anything you want to say, what do you want to ask... say as much as you want to say."

Ning Nanyou leaned beside her, slightly stunned and looked into the corner with her eyes. A man in a long black green gown stood up from the seat on the right, walked to them, bent down and bowed, "I have seen the Lord and Hou."

Ning Nanyou frowned and looked at Jiang Chengjia for no reason: "Shang Wuxing's helm...want to see me?"

The girl next to her nodded and said, "Yes."

He stared at the young man in front of him with no clue, full of confusion.

Zhuying waved her long arm and suddenly knelt down with a pounce, bowed to Ning Nanyou, and said in a loud voice: "Commoner Lu Shiqing, pay homage to the Marquis of Huaiyin."

He bowed again and said his real name.

Ning Nanyou was stunned immediately, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he sat there blankly without reacting.

"What, what?" he murmured.

Zhuying knelt on the ground, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and said with excitement and strength: "Lu Shiqing, the son of the traitor Lu Yu, pay homage to the Lord!"

Ning Nanyou suddenly slapped the table and suddenly jumped up from the girl, with a solemn expression, and a little anger and depression, and said word by word: "What are you talking nonsense?!"

He was excited for a moment, his face changed drastically. When he saw the young man kneeling in front of him, he felt trembling in his heart. He looked at Jiang Chengjia like a verification, and said in a rash voice: "A Luo... You should take good care of your subordinates, so that he would dare to say anything!"

He originally wanted to ask Jiang Chengjia for a denial, but who knew that the girl closed her eyes helplessly and sighed: "Erlang, I told you before that I have found Lu Yu, the child left by Master Lu in the folk. He is Zhuying."

Ning Nanyou was shocked and shocked. He looked at Zhuying in disbelief and said in a lost voice: "What, why... A Qing is actually right next to me?"

"Zhuying's life experience... was verified when I went to Wuling with you. He was carrying a jadeite cold jade with him, named Cui Yu. Erlang. You should know what the origin of this jade is, right?"

Cui Yu.

When the girl said this name, Ning Nan suffocated for a moment of worry, and walked tremblingly towards the young man kneeling in front of the desk.

"You, really?" He squatted down and asked, holding Zhuying's shoulder.

The young man kneeling on the ground tried hard to suppress his emotions, slowly raised his head, looked at Ning Nanyou, and his eyes were already red.

"Yes. I am." Zhuying said firmly and resolutely. Then, he took out a very delicate piece of jade from his arms and placed it in front of Ning Nanyou. He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty also asks you to see... to argue whether this jade is a jade inherited from the Lu family."

Ning Nanyou stretched out his hand and took it carefully. He stared at it intently for a long time, his fingers constantly rubbing his jade face. He held his breath and felt the pain of his chest tearing.

He has always been tough and never shed tears easily. At this moment, he grabbed his clothes and kept pounding. Tears slid down from the corners of his eyes and said in pain: "I have been looking for you for so many years...but it turns out that you are by my side in a circle?"

Zhuying was silent and looked at him without saying a word.

Ning Nanyou looked at him, tears rolling in his eyes. He looked at Zhuying's eyebrows, eyes and appearance in detail, slowly, overlapping with the portrait in his mind. In the past, he just felt that Zhuying looked familiar and didn't notice it at all - it turned out that this young man was so similar to Mrs. Gu... He didn't even remember it at all.

He took a deep breath and said, "How have you lived in these years? Can you... say to me?"

Zhuying's eyes were red, and the tears in her eyes could not collapse and she slipped down instantly. He tried hard to adjust his emotions and slowly said his experience: "I, I was adopted by a couple named Zhao... I lived a pretty good life..."

He said little by little, and Ning Nanyou focused all on him.

Mu Yun and Jiang Chengjia were beside each other, one looked at and the other heard, and they all sighed, feeling quite sad and upset.

The two men sat on their knees, and their eyes were filled with tears and swaying.

"Zhao Fu, is the biological son of the Zhao couple who adopted you and took care of you?" Ning Nanyou's eyes were full of surprise, and he felt incredible.

How wonderful the fate in this world is. He and Zhao Fu met an assassination, which was originally an unhappy beginning, but in the end, it was this person who guided him to find the person he had been trying to find for many years.

"I also think it's a coincidence. My brother has been repeatedly involved in the disciples of the king. Perhaps... because of fate, the scene of my subordinates recognizing you today." Zhuying shed tears, trembling, holding her hands tightly, and she dared not relax.

He didn't know what it felt at this moment, it was bitter and astringent, sour and joyful.

"Subordinate, I want to ask... Was my father really a traitor?"

After hanging for a long time, Zhuying finally asked what she wanted to ask, staring at Ning Nanyou with red and swollen eyes.

Ning Nanyou asked him back: "You have been in Shui Pavilion for so many years... Do you still believe in such a ridiculous and ridiculous rumor?"

"So... At the beginning, our Lu family was really... and was really framed and ended up being executed by a whole family and exiled by the tribe?" Zhu Ying asked carefully, his eyes showing an urgent intention.

Ning Nanyou took a deep breath and replied: "The Lu family, including the other three major families who died in the rebellious case that year, would never do such a thing that violated the king and father, and would be violent and violent."

He said resolutely, decisively denying all messages, his eyes filled with trust in Lu's family.

Zhuying felt deeply, her nose was sore and her eyes were astringent, and her voice was dull: "June... I want to ask... what kind of person is my father Lu Yu?"

He had never seen Lu Yu at all, but he probably discovered the man's temperament and appearance in the documents included in the Shuige in the past. But he still felt that everything was vague and vain, and it was very unreal.

"Your father." Ning Nanyou hung his slender and thick eyelashes, and flickered like a cicada's wing. He replied in a deep tone: "In this world, I love to rely on the most... it is him. He has sacred virtues, accommodates all people, respects the king and caresses the people. He never arrogantly and is always self-reflective, and wants to cultivate a noble spirit to support justice. He has great love in his heart, and he also cares about his clan members, his wife, children, brothers, nephews and disciples. He is kind and kind, often pushes himself to others, never scolds and insults any common people, and treats others humbly and politely. He is the white moon in the hearts of the scholars of the Great Wei Dynasty, and the existence that students look up to."

He tried his best to describe Master Lu in his mind, and he was moved by remembrance and gradually became heartbroken.

"It is only hateful that there are too many evil people in this world that they cannot tolerate such pure, kind, honest and loyal people stay in the world."

He remembered the words he heard when he went to see Deng Guozhong a few days ago, and he felt as if he was in a sinister hell. Hearing him say these in person, Zhuying felt even more sad and blamed himself.

The young man clenched his fists, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth and asked, "What was the truth back then? How did my father die unjustly?"

Ning Nan stopped worrying, and a cold light emitted from his eyes, and he said in pain: "Before the Chang Mengjun rebellion case, the five marquises divided the power of the world, trying to undermine the late emperor and take charge of the government..." He said the events of the past in sequence, and would give Zhuying a word of mouth to listen to.

The men sat down and talked, and it took a long time to calm down.

Jiang Chengjia listened, his mind fluctuating, his emotions fluctuated, and his heart felt as if he was heart-breaking and his liver was painful.

The red candles in front of the hall were flickering and swaying. The cold wind outside the courtyard poured into the screen wall and rushed towards the flowers. A burst of fragrance flew out, sprinkling the petals all over the ground. The fragrance of thread burned silently. After a moment, two light sounds came from the incense burner, "crackling", as if Mars exploded in the bronze furnace.

The indignant and excited words in the hall gradually fell, and a few laughs gradually came.

Ning Nanyou patted Zhuying's shoulder and said, "Aqing, since I recognize you today, I will do my best to protect your safety in the future. Promise me, don't try any dangers easily, and leave them to me to deal with. You must live well."
Chapter completed!