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Chapter 1660

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Lu Zheng might have known what An Cui was thinking.

However, what could he do even if he knew?

Lu Zheng was a hot-tempered and arrogant man. He would not lower his bottom line just to please An Cui, even if An Cui was his lord. It wasn't that he didn't know why his relationship with An Cui had become so stiff, and it wasn't that he didn't have a way to fix it. The reason why he hadn't taken any action was because he knew very well that the crux of the problem between him and An Cui was that they had different ideals. There was no solution to this problem.

Unless An Cui was fundamentally changed or Lv Zheng abandoned himself, he and An Cui were destined to walk in opposite directions. For many people, in order to climb up, they could give up anything. Lu Zheng also wanted to stand out, but if the price was his bottom line, he would not agree.

Thus, the current situation was more or less because Lu Zheng had no choice but to go with the flow.

No matter how much Lu Zheng cursed his lord in his mind, he still had to do what he had to do.

Ever since An Cui had brought troops to support the frontline, the expansion speed of Jiang Pengji's troops had been greatly curbed. After half a month of small-scale confrontations, the troops of both sides were in a stalemate. They were like fire and water, and it looked like an ultimate war was about to break out …

"Foster father, how could Lord An Cui treat you like this?"

Kang Xintong was like a trapped beast, pacing back and forth in the tent. She stomped her feet twice as if she was venting her anger, her eyes wide open.

"Have you finished reciting today's copy of the Analects of Confucius? What are you angry about? " Lu Zheng had lost a lot of weight these days. There were piles of bamboo slips and official documents on his desk. He rarely had the time to look up at his indignant adopted daughter. He put down his brush, rubbed his wrist, and sighed. "Sit down. Don't walk back and forth in the tent. You're making Foster Father dizzy. Don't be angry, your little mouth is so angry that you can hang a wine cup on it … "

How could Kang Xintong endure this?

She had been staying in Lu Zheng's tent for the past few days. Even if she were to leave, she would bring guards with her to protect herself.

"Come here and help me tidy up these bamboo slips. Sort them out and tidy them up."

Lu Zheng waved at Kang Xintong, trying to persuade his adopted daughter not to get angry so easily. There was really no need to be calculative with An Cui …

Kang Xintong was about to cry from anger.

She hadn't come to the front line, so she didn't know that her foster father was in such a bad situation.

An Cui, that pig trotter, was a complete scumbag. Did he really think that his godfather was a brick, moving wherever he was needed?

The enemy's momentum was fierce, but it was only thanks to Yifu's ingenious plan and the arrangement of the troops that they managed to stabilize the situation, breaking the enemy's momentum and stopping their advance.

As soon as the battle formation was stabilized, An Cui could not wait to throw Lu Zheng, who was supervising the battle, to the rear to deal with trivial matters. There were so many matters that Lu Zheng had to stay up all night to fight … Kang Xintong could not see anything else. She could only see that An Cui had shamelessly taken credit and glory from his subjects.

What a shameless pig trotter!

Kang Xintong watched as her foster father lost weight. Even if he was busy, he still grabbed hold of her studies and answered her questions. How could she not be touched? His adoptive father was such a good man, so why was An Cui so guarded against him? Did An Cui really think that his foster father couldn't be anyone else but him?

"Godfather, your daughter is coming."

Kang Xintong was about to say something, but she forcefully held back her words and obediently helped Lu Zheng share his burden.

After busying herself for a while and clearing away some of the bamboo slips that had piled up like a mountain on the table, Lu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief. He had the time to discipline his foster daughter.

"This is a military camp, and there are openings in all directions. Remember to be careful with your words and actions, lest the lord hears what you shouldn't say." Lu Zheng lectured his foster daughter with a stern expression. Kang Xintong hung her head dejectedly and obediently complied.

Lu Zheng said, "Actually, it's fine if I'm not at the front of the battle formation. There are many talents in the lord's camp. Naturally, he can stabilize the situation."

Kang Xintong said, "You're kind. You're still covering up for them at this time."

She had seen how good Lu Zheng was. In her heart, apart from her idol, Jiang Pengji, Lu Zheng was the best.

"The outcome of the battle isn't something that can be decided by one person. At most, I've prevented them from being schemed against by the enemy, but you can't say that this is all my credit." Speaking up to this point, Lu Zheng paused and added, "Moreover, Liu Xi has yet to appear at the front of the battle formation …"

Kang Xintong's gaze was filled with doubt.

"This fellow Liu Xi … There are few who are better at fighting than him, and there are few who are smarter than him. Based on his past experiences, wherever there's a war to fight, he'll be there." Lu Zheng muttered, "Looking at the enemies everywhere, Zhongzhao has basically been defeated. Other than the lord's Nansheng, he has no other battlefield to join in the fun. The two armies have been at war for more than a month, but there's no trace of him in the various battlefields. It's really strange … "

In the past, Jiang Pengji was too active. Now that she was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, Lu Zheng felt uneasy.

"Foster Father, you mean …"

Kang Xintong thought that her foster father would say something groundbreaking, but unexpectedly …

"Either he's injured or he's pregnant … However, it's not the first time that Liu Xi has pretended to be sick to deceive people. He's so good at fighting, so it's ridiculous that he's injured or sick. On the contrary, the probability of him being pregnant is higher. Otherwise, I really can't think of why he hasn't appeared at the front of the battle formation. "

Kang Xintong was speechless.

A normal lord wouldn't run to the front to fight with the enemy, right?

Besides, why is the probability of him being pregnant higher than being injured?

Can't he not appear at the front because he wants to be a good lord?

"Perhaps … there's another plot? For example, to divert attention and sneak attack our army after deceiving everyone? "

Lu Zheng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"The terrain here is open and flat. If there's a sneak attack, his tracks will be exposed before he even gets close. He'll become a hedgehog." No matter what, Lu Zheng was from Langye Academy. He was one of Master Yuanjing's disciples. His foundation was solid, and his knowledge of setting up a camp was perfect.

When he chose to set up camp here, he naturally considered the possibility of the enemy launching a sneak attack.

Kang Xintong responded with an "oh" and faintly heard Lu Zheng muttering in a low voice.

"Something's wrong … How can he be peaceful …"

Kang Xintong said, "Foster father, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it."

"If you don't want to say it, then don't." Lu Zheng imitated Jiang Pengji's words. Seeing Kang Xintong's face turn red and her anxious and flustered appearance, he couldn't help but curse Jiang Pengji for leading him astray. He changed his words and said, "I'm just teasing you. Just say what you want to say. Don't hide it."

Kang Xintong took a deep breath. "Foster father … Since you're close to the Duke of Lanting, and Lord An Cui treats you so poorly … Why do you have to do this? Why don't you … make use of our friendship as classmates and make contributions? No matter what, the Duke of Lanting will think highly of you … "

Lu Zheng's face turned cold, but he didn't get angry, and he didn't reprimand her.

He just said with a cold face, "Compared to Fang Zhi, you seem more like a lobbyist sent by Liu Xi. Whose foster daughter are you?"

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