After saying that, the purple guard winked at Lu Bei, saying that the noise was too loud, so they should disperse immediately!
This man's name is Quewu, one of the three purple guards of Xianzhou. The intelligence file provided by Hu San mentioned the Xuanyinsi Yamen in Xianzhou, which contained information about Quewu.
The three purple guards of Xianzhou all had good relations with the Western Palace and visited it frequently without any reservations. Among them, Quewu was the most friendly and was the most frequent visitor to the Western Palace for meals.
According to Hu San's analysis, this person is most likely on a mission. Taking into account the national conditions of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, the Xuanyin Division is full of talented people. He should be able to carry out the mission and make money at the same time, without compromising both public and private interests, which is why he is so motivated.
Lu Bei did not comment on this, not envious at all. He glanced at Quewu coldly and said, "You said that this Purple Guard is fake. Well, let me test you. Is this imperial sword and this imperial golden belt also fake?"
"… "
The partridge was choked with speechlessness for a moment, cursing Lu Bei to death in his heart. It would have been great if he had been so kind as to hand over a ladder and let him just go down. Otherwise, everyone would be doomed.
Thinking of this, Quewu became even angrier, because after the fight was over, Lu Bei could just walk away, and all the dirty work of cleaning up the mess would fall on him.
What? You said that Lu Bei has an official position that can be checked. The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. So just go to Ningzhou to block him.
It’s so funny, he has his face covered!
Not showing your true face to others but actively giving your real name, what do you call this
It was obvious that someone was pretending to be Ningzhou's Lu Ziwei, intending to frame him.
Lu Ziwei was loyal to the emperor and patriotic. He was training in the camp on the day of the incident. Many people can testify that this incident had nothing to do with him. Only a fool would believe the words of a liar.
Quewu has served in the Purple Guard for many years and has seen all kinds of situations. This trick could not be hidden from him at all.
But he also knew that although this trick was clever, it had a serious flaw. Once the black cloth on his face was torn off, the evidence would be irrefutable. Whether the liar was a liar or not, and whether Lu Bei had an alibi, nothing would matter anymore.
In line with the official principle of making big things small and small things nothing, Quewu asked Lu Bei to quit while he was ahead. Unexpectedly, his kindness was taken for granted and Lu Bei outwitted him, making it impossible for him to deal with it.
Always leave a way out for others so that you can meet again later. You don’t understand this truth. You deserve to be beaten to death today!
Quewu dared to say that Lu Bei was counterfeiting, but he did not dare to say that the imperial sword and the golden belt were fake. He bowed to Zhu Qike with a sullen face, turned around and strode away.
"Purple Guard, please take care. I am busy with official duties today and I am anxious to catch the traitors. I will definitely visit you another day."
Looking at the back of Quewu who was leaving in a hurry, Lu Bei raised the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "Speaking of which, I have a piece of calligraphy by the emperor in my hand. I will ask Que Ziwei to appreciate it and see if it is really painted by the emperor!"
The pace of the partridge quickened suddenly as he left, his mouth open, his fragrance in silence. He was kind enough to help, but Lu Bei not only didn't know what was good for him, but also embarrassed him in public and planned to extort hush money from him afterwards.
How could this be possible? Outside of Xianzhou, Wu Zhou actually had Purple Guards who were more capable of taking advantage of the country than him. They were truly great thieves against the country.
Should be executed!
Zhu Qi was unhappy, and Zhu Qi was even more unhappy. He cursed the bastard inwardly for coming to the West Prince's Mansion every day to eat the rice and pack it up after eating. When something really happened, he didn't say a word.
He took a deep breath and managed a smile: "I was mistaken. It turned out that it was Ningzhou Lu Ziwei who was in person. Before..."
"Stop talking nonsense. The prince has committed a crime in Ningzhou. Please follow me, Purple Guard."
If I go with you, I'm afraid I'll never come back!
Zhu Qi Ke smiled faintly and nodded to indicate that it should be so: "I am upright and have nothing to fear from my own shadow. Lu Ziwei is upright and honest. Judging from his appearance, he is an honest official, but..."
As we all know, once transitional conjunctions such as but, however, and nevertheless appear in a sentence, everything before it is considered nonsense.
Zhu Qike said tactfully, "I govern a county, and Lu Ziwei is not the emperor's personal soldier in Xianzhou. If you suddenly take me to Ningzhou for questioning, it will inevitably take a lot of time. I would like to ask Lu Ziwei to sit in his house for a while, and wait for me to give you a few instructions, and then go to Ningzhou with Lu Ziwei, okay?"
Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, glanced at the West Palace which was like a den of dragons and tigers, and nodded:
"I'll watch the punishment."
"Then punish me."
Zhu Qike smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Come on, prepare a banquet, don't neglect the distinguished guests."
"Your Majesty, you are too polite. Forget about the banquet. There are more than 300 dishes. I can't finish them all by myself. Just 40 or 50 dishes will do. Any more will be a waste."
Lu Bei waved his sleeves to dismiss the soldiers who came to rescue him, raised his hand to carry Zhu Qiming on his shoulders, and stepped into the gate of the West Palace.
Bang!
The two gates merged together, and the onlookers leaned out to watch, waiting for the deafening sound of killing to spread out of the courtyard wall.
To their disappointment, there was no movement in the mansion and they couldn't get any melons. The onlookers waited for a while and then left on their own.
…
The West Palace Garden is full of green trees, waterside pavilions, magical springs, and a pure bamboo forest that covers one corner. It looks quite pure and unrestrained.
In terms of scale, the East Prince's Palace Garden, which is like a hunting ground, has only three bedrooms and two living rooms. Compared with the royal secret realm, it is only the size of a palm and is not worth mentioning at all.
Lu Bei sat leaning against the waterside pavilion, enjoying delicacies from land and sea while watching the dancers perform intently and strongly criticizing the West Palace.
All crows are black. The West King's Mansion seems to be clean, but in fact it has taken a lot of money. Seeing that the ladies are dressed in rags and cannot even afford food, clothing, shelter and transportation, he can guess that the people under his rule have suffered for a long time.
On Lu Bei's side, he criticized the feudal forces on the moral level, while on the other side, Zhu Qike came to the backyard with a gloomy face.
Lu Bei never forgot to tie Zhu Qiming to his side, even when he was eating. With a hostage in his hand, he did not dare to act rashly and was thinking about how to have the best of both worlds.
Kill Lu Bei while ensuring Zhu Qiming's life is safe.
"Junior brother, has it been dealt with?"
A woman walked towards them gracefully, wearing a bright yellow silk skirt and a loose white coat. A ribbon tied tightly around her slender waist, her shoulders were as if carved from a sword, and her figure was well-proportioned inside and out, showing off her graceful figure.
Princess of the West.
The princess was lightly made up, her face was as delicate as a painting, her breath was as fragrant as orchids, her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were as fresh as water. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and her golden step-shaking beads hung down, making her skin, which was so fragile that it could be broken with a flick of a finger, look even whiter.
Seeing his beloved wife appear, Zhu Qi Ke's gloomy look improved a lot. He raised his hand to hold Yang Liu's slender waist and sighed, "Sister, you don't know that the bastard surnamed Lu is very alert and has held the princess hostage. Although I tricked him into the palace, I couldn't find a chance to kill him for a while."
"Did you send the dancer?"
"Yes, but he doesn't seem interested in women."
Zhu Qike shook his head slightly, feeling that Lu Bei's life was boring. As a man, he was not even interested in women. He deserved to live out his life in loneliness.
"But something is wrong. Last time, my junior brother said that this man was the eldest princess's lover. How could he not be interested in women?" The princess asked in surprise.
"It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously."
Zhu Qike shook his head and smiled: "There are so many young men who are in love with the royal princess, but how many of them can win her heart? The clan is just trying to whet the appetite of these fools."
"When does the prince plan to take action?"
"Wait a moment, someone has been sent out to pass the message. The three masters will be here soon. We will decide then based on the situation." Zhu Qi Ke would rather let Lu Bei go and save Zhu Qiming as well. This is Zhu Qi Ke's bottom line.
The princess smiled brightly upon hearing this. In an instant, her beautiful face was more beautiful than flowers, so captivating that Zhu Qike was so breathless that he held his breath.
He knew that he had chosen the right person.
Junior sisters are good for nothing except being cute, unlike senior sisters who know how to care for people.
Zhu Qi, who was obsessed with love, did not notice that although the princess had a beautiful smile, her watery eyes were getting colder and colder. She sighed and said slowly and calmly, "My sister has contributed a lot to the palace, and I have wronged her over the years. But I like my sister, but she doesn't like me. She often gives me orders, and I don't know how I have offended her."
"Don't be sad, Senior Sister. I have asked about this before, and it is the same for other families. In fact, our family is in a good situation, it is only because our mother passed away early, otherwise it would be even more chaotic."
Zhu Qike hugged his beloved sister and hurried to comfort her. He looked into her cold and beautiful eyes, which suddenly became dazed. He then murmured to himself, "If... If the princess was killed by Lu Gou, this is justified. I was impulsive for revenge, and no one else can say anything."
"How can Junior Brother be so cruel!"
The princess covered her mouth in surprise and covered Zhu Qike's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, my sister is a good woman. Without her help, you wouldn't be the king today. Take back your words quickly."
After hearing his virtuous wife's teachings, Zhu Qi Ke felt deeply ashamed and slapped himself in the face.
The princess felt distressed and raised her hand to brush the burning pain: "Junior brother, please don't do stupid things. My sister is of such status that it is not worth exchanging her for Lu Gou. You are just joking. I will not tell anyone else. Don't say nonsense again in the future."
"That's right, Senior Sister is absolutely right."
Although they are a couple, the difference between them is as great as heaven and earth. Zhu Qike is even more ashamed and dares not look directly into the princess's righteous eyes. Although he admits his mistake, he cannot help feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart.
Why was Zhu Qiming allowed to frame him for rebellion and put the entire West Palace in danger, but he was not allowed to sacrifice his own relatives for the sake of justice and save the West Palace from danger
That doesn't make sense!
The two of them touched hands and chatted about love for a while. Zhu Qi asked his servants to report and he got up and left in a hurry.
Watching the King of the West leave, the princess recalled Zhu Qiming's appearance, her eyes turned as cold as ice for a moment: "You are shameless, I will get rid of you today, let's see how you can oppose me in the future!"
…
Waterside pavilion.
Dancing is a strenuous activity. Several dancers jumped around for a long time, all of them sweating profusely. Seeing that Lu Bei was still in the early stage of being a pervert who only wanted to watch from afar, they bowed and walked away slowly.
"Interesting, I am narrow-minded, dancing is so beautiful..."
Lu Bei put down the empty plate in his hand, raised his hand and touched his chin. Is it possible that Changming Mansion is short of a few dancers, no, short of a symphony orchestra and a dance troupe
Just as he was thinking about it, the surrounding scenery changed drastically. Three figures stepped out of the void and surrounded the water pavilion.