In the face of An Cui's calm questioning, Lu Zheng's reaction seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Why didn't he confess to An Cui that Fang Zhi had come to lobby him? Did An Cui really not know?
When Fang Zhi had come, Lu Zheng had still been thrown to the side by An Cui. Was he crazy or stupid? Why did he confess?
Lu Zheng looked at his lord calmly. He had put in years of effort and energy for this man, trying his best to maintain this relationship between the lord and his subject. In the end, all he got in return was vigilance, suspicion, and suppression. Lu Zheng was already in this state. How could he prove his loyalty? Did he really have to imitate his predecessors and stab a dagger into his heart, dig it out, and let An Cui take a look? Ha, ridiculous!
An Cui attracted most of the attention. The real culprit, Jiang Pengji, was not so annoying.
"Fang Zhi was my classmate and friend when I was young. He had a personal relationship with Liu Xi. He didn't serve Liu Xi. At most, it was a personal relationship. I didn't say anything about Fang Zhi because I didn't want my lord to misunderstand and hurt Fang Zhi. " Up to this point, Lu Zheng was still calm and composed. He wasn't embarrassed or flustered at all after being exposed. He was even calm and composed enough to speak frankly with assurance and composure in front of An Cui. He enunciated each and every word to excuse himself. "Moreover, I've never intentionally concealed the matter regarding Fang Zhi. My lord doesn't trust me, but can you not trust Hua Yuan? He knows about Fang Zhi, but he didn't tell you. Why doesn't my lord think about it? "
Lu Zheng couldn't help but mock himself when he said this.
He and Hua Yuan didn't get along, but now he had to use him as a shield to dispel An Cui's suspicions. It was really ridiculous.
"He knows that Fang Zhi came to you?"
An Cui frowned slightly. He hadn't expected Hua Yuan to be involved.
Lu Zheng nodded. "Yes. When Hua Yuan went to the manor, Fang Zhi was still there, but he didn't say anything."
Hua Yuan was a good shield. Indeed, most of An Cui's suspicions were dispelled. His original thoughts began to waver.
An Cui's expression softened, but Lu Zheng couldn't help but close his eyes. He didn't want to see An Cui's reaction. He didn't want An Cui to see his disappointment.
An Cui muttered to himself, "Why didn't he tell me?"
"Perhaps he thinks that Fang Zhi is harmless, or perhaps he thinks that my loyalty to you is unquestionable, or perhaps … he thinks that this is something that can be used against me in the future." As Lu Zheng spoke, the mockery on his face intensified. "Which one does my lord think it is?"
Lu Zheng's question was rather blunt, and he even seemed to be reprimanding An Cui to his face. Hearing this, An Cui was secretly dissatisfied.
"Shaoyin, are you blaming me?"
An Cui asked despite knowing the answer. Hearing this, Lu Zheng sneered inwardly.
Complain?
He, Lu Zheng, had suffered so many grievances, but in An Cui's eyes, they were merely "complaints"?
He now regretted his blindness back then. Even Jiang Pengji, that unreliable and fickle woman, was more reliable than An Cui.
An Cui was truly a fighter among scumbags.
He took it for granted that he would be able to enjoy the blessings of having two wives. With his left arm around Hua Yuan and his right arm around Lu Zheng, the two strategists would hold hands and become good brothers. For his great cause, they would do their utmost until the day they die. All personal conflicts must be put aside and he could not neglect the public for personal reasons.
He said, "From what you said just now, you seem to have a deep misunderstanding of Hua Qing. Both you and he are upright and upright people who uphold justice. Why would he use underhanded tricks to frame a colleague? I heard that the two of you were at odds in private, but I didn't expect you to be like water and fire. Shaoyin, both you and he are my right-hand men. You are like my lips and teeth. Although there are conflicts between our lips and teeth, we depend on each other and support each other … "
Lu Zheng was speechless.
Could An Cui stop talking when he didn't know how to speak?
He was about to vomit from An Cui's analogy. Damn it, Hua Yuan and I are like lips and teeth!
Forget it, forget it …
With An Cui, the peerless scumbag, serving as a foil, Jiang Pengji, the scumbag, could even claim to be his favorite, the white moonlight.
Lu Zheng said, "My lord, do you really not know about the conflict between me and Hua Yuan?"
An Cui furrowed his brows and said, "I've heard about it occasionally, but I don't think Shaoyin is the kind of person who would delay public affairs because of a personal grudge."
Lu Zheng's previous personal image was too bright and lofty. Not only An Cui, but everyone else took it for granted that Lu Zheng would sacrifice his personal grudge for public affairs. They had completely forgotten that Lu Zheng was human, not a saint. He also had emotions and desires. He couldn't be selfless.
After Lu Zheng heard this, he felt especially tired.
Even though An Cui had met with misfortune in his middle age, the habits he had developed in his early years had long been deeply ingrained in his bones. After his recovery, he had forgotten what it felt like to be a human being in fear and trepidation. He had regained the confidence of a high and mighty aristocratic family. He had completely forgotten what "scruples" were, and he wouldn't empathize with Lu Zheng's difficulties.
An Cui's question just now was very inappropriate.
He was blatantly accusing Lu Zheng of abandoning public affairs for personal reasons and purposely making life difficult for Hua Yuan.
Lu Zheng concealed the disappointment in his heart. He bowed and cupped his hands. His tone was calm as he said, "Liu Xi used such a despicable method to frame me and incite discord in my lord's trust in me, but I can't produce strong evidence to prove my innocence. This is my fault. Regarding Fang Zhi's matter, it was indeed my lack of consideration. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, I'm willing to ground myself and hand over my military power. I'll decide what to do after the truth comes to light and I'm proven innocent. "
An Cui was dumbfounded when he heard this.
He did want to denounce Lu Zheng for his crimes, but after saying it out loud, the balance in his heart leaned towards Lu Zheng. He regretted being overly suspicious.
However, Lu Zheng had made things very clear and didn't give him a way out.
No matter what An Cui thought, Lu Zheng couldn't be bothered to figure it out. He ground himself and didn't care about anything else.
On the other side, Jiang Pengji was still persistently writing letters to her old classmate.
She would write a letter when there was a war, when there was no war, when she was in a good mood, when she was in a bad mood …
Wei Ci wiped off his cold sweat and watched as his lord stretched her legs on the brink of having her legs broken by Lu Zheng.
"Isn't my lord afraid that doing this will dispel An Cui's suspicions?"
An Cui was Wei Ci's former lord. He knew him very well. Once he made up his mind, his lofty heroism was very bewitching. Back then, Wei Ci was willing to leave his mountain and follow An Cui not only because he was moved by his sincerity, but also because of his trust in him.
In his lord's words, An Cui was the head of multi-level marketing. He was very good at selling promotions.
If An Cui let down his guard and trusted Lu Zheng again, Lu Zheng might have a change of heart.
After all, he was the man he had chosen. He had to assist him even if he had to kneel down to make the impossible possible.
Even if the other party was a pile of sh * t, there would always be strategists who wanted to carve him into a flower.
Unfortunately, Lu Zheng was such a person.
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