Lu Zheng had agreed to An Cui too hastily.
He had wanted to erase An Cui's pride and bad habits as an aristocrat before agreeing to become an official.
An obedient and dependable lord was much better than a fool who liked to think he was smart but was full of problems.
In the end, the plan could not keep up with the changes.
Firstly, the situation did not allow for further delay. Secondly, An Cui's acting talent was top-notch.
Now, Lu Zheng had tasted the bitter fruit.
Ever since the four factions of Nanman were destroyed, An Cui had ambushed the allied armies under the suggestion of Lu Zheng and the others. He had taken over their military forces and territories and had expanded several times over. Too much expansion had caused An Cui to float up to the sky. The aristocratic bloodline in his bones had started acting up.
This was because Hua Yuan spent most of his time giving advice and suggestions, while Lu Zheng was managing the internal affairs of the secular world. They did not have as many opportunities to show their faces as the former. As time passed, An Cui did not think much of Lu Zheng, who had once assisted him. He even felt that Lu Zheng was an eyesore and dispensable.
Lu Zheng's ancestral home was in Dongqing. He had only agreed to become an official because An Cui had urged him many times. His ancestors were hunters and he was born poor.
Hua Yuan's ancestral home was in Nansheng Ningzhou. He was the descendant of a typical aristocratic family. Even though he had experienced hardships and his family business had been taken away by his uncle and aunt, he was still an aristocratic family. Hua Yuan had taken the initiative to side with An Cui. His thoughts, interests, and standpoint were all highly in line with An Cui's. For example, slaughtering the innocent people of the four factions of Nanman and aborting the Nanman bloodline in a pregnant woman … They had a common enemy and it was easier to resonate with them.
On the other hand, Lu Zheng had opposed An Cui's slaughter of the Nanman captives more than once.
Considering their friendship, it was fine once or twice. But Lu Zheng had been an eyesore too many times. How could An Cui not hold a grudge against him?
Lu Zheng knew these principles. But there were some things that he had to do even though he knew it was impossible.
If everyone did not even have the courage to speak the truth for the sake of flattery and self-protection, what would be left in this world?
The boy servant and Lu Zheng were of one mind. Seeing his teacher's situation, he was rather worried.
Seeing this, Lu Zheng said in amusement, "Why are you so worried?"
The boy servant said, "I'm just worried that you'll be at a disadvantage."
Lu Zheng said, "Where have you been reading all the books I've taught you? Don't you know what it means to use a gentleman for those who know him and a woman for those who like her? If An Duoxi treats me as a national scholar, I will certainly repay him as a national scholar. If you treat me like grass, I … humph! "
This was Lu Zheng's temperament.
In his previous life, he had fought to the death for his former master. In the end, he had cursed Jiang Pengji and jumped off the city wall to resist with his life. That was because his former master was worth risking his life for. Right now, An Cui and Lu Zheng were not compatible, and An Cui could not make Lu Zheng risk his life for him.
Lu Zheng could only do his part. It would be best if An Cui was willing to listen to his advice, but if he wasn't willing, then it was up to him whether he wanted to listen or not.
The errand boy was stunned. Lu Zheng snapped, "The head on your teacher's neck is very precious."
"Oh, oh, oh. I understand."
Seeing that his page boy had gone to work, Lu Zheng felt a sense of helplessness and heaviness in his heart. His brows were still tightly knitted.
At that moment, Lu Zheng's mood was a little complicated. In the words of the audience in the streaming room, An Cui was like an account that he had painstakingly leveled from a white board to the maximum level. He had added equipment to this account, increased his battle level reputation, and bought a cool appearance. In the end, the account had been snatched away by a fellow with the same account.
Although Lu Zheng was depressed, he did not have a deep relationship with this account. Naturally, there was no situation where he had to be the owner.
At the very most, he would just have to level up another account, or collect a completed main account!
On the other side of the conversation, An Cui's side was in chaos, while Jiang Pengji's side was very harmonious.
In order to show her seriousness, Jiang Pengji had spent a lot of effort on her attire. She had been pulled out of her warm bed early in the morning.
"If my lord is tired, close your eyes and rest for a while."
Wei Ci gently whispered in her ear. Jiang Pengji's eyes were half-closed, and she responded vaguely.
"Speaking of which … if I were to ascend the throne in the future, would I have to wake up so early to attend court every day? Would it be so tiring?"
Wei Ci said, "There are major and regular court meetings. Major court meetings are held every New Year's Day, Winter Solstice, and Her Majesty's birthday to be worshipped by hundreds of officials in the main hall. Regular court meetings are more casual, and their schedule is more flexible. If my lord feels tired, it's better to set the time a little later. "
Naturally, they had to be fully armed during the major court meetings. Their attire had to fully display the majesty of the royal family.
Regular court meetings were more casual. Their attire was more inclined towards daily life. It was impossible for them to spend an hour or even an hour every day to dress up.
How could they have so much time to waste?
Jiang Pengji said, "I feel much more at ease after hearing what you said."
Wei Ci laughed and said, "My lord is starting to worry about the days after you ascend the throne?"
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that I'll wake up too early and have too little time to pester you?"
Wei Ci held it in for a long time before he squeezed out four words. "Be careful of your words and actions!"
Her good mood for the day began with playing with Zixiao.
Jiang Pengji slept very soundly last night, but Yang Tao and the others tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. They endured intermittently until dawn.
When the two parties met, Jiang Pengji looked Yang Tao up and down. Once again, she confirmed one thing — this was indeed a world that valued appearance.
Almost none of the leaders of the feudal vassals were ugly. Their looks were all above average. Yang Tao's looks even exceeded the 90 mark.
Didn't they see the group of salted fishes in the livestream who were obsessed with looks?
Their eyes had seen thousands of ships, and they had seen all kinds of beauties. But as long as they could truly pick someone, they would definitely be a real beauty. Yang Tao's looks could withstand their nitpicking, which was like using a magnifying glass. He was definitely a natural handsome guy!
Yang Tao was good-looking, and the few people behind him also had their own merits.
Toudu Feiqiu: "Tsk, it doesn't seem like an official occasion to accept Yang Tao's surrender. It's more like the streamer is choosing a man."
Qingfeng Wangyue: "Hahaha, now that you put it that way, isn't Beauty Ci the empress?"
The salted fishes laughed and laughed, but Jiang Pengji could not be so casual.
Back then, she had used the oath of alliance to recruit Huang Song, which completely reassured Huang Song and his former subordinates. Now that she was recruiting Yang Tao, she naturally could not be careless.
No matter how extravagant one's words were, they could not compare to a black word on a piece of white paper.
Today, they said that they had accepted Yang Tao's surrender, but the main topic was still to discuss the contents of the oath of alliance.
Although Yang Tao was the defeated party, Jiang Pengji did not embarrass or humiliate him. Instead, she showed her sincerity. She even personally thanked Yang Tao for leading the troops to repel the invading Nansheng army and protect the city. She did not mention anything about what Yan Lin and the others had done.
Yang Si, who was sitting at the lower seat, was not very happy.
But when he remembered that his lord was biased towards him, he did not argue with Yan Lin and the others.
Jiang Pengji showed her sincerity, and Yang Tao's side naturally knew what was good for them. Therefore, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
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