Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 1132 What is your price?
In the evening, there is a cool breeze.

The largest study room in the capital had put up a sign early, saying that tonight the famous Sixth Lady would be sitting in the hall to tell a story about the lingering love-hate relationship between a Qin general and an enemy princess.

The study also launched an event, where if you buy a set of Hufu women's clothing and listen to books, you will also receive a copy of the latest content, and these new contents will be prepared for sale in five days.

As soon as the event was launched, Bai Li's stock of Hu clothing was quickly exhausted.

In the evening, the lobby and second floor of the study were filled with people.

Lu Mingyu was wearing a Hufu, which was a blue robe with white sleeves. She wore a blue cap with rabbit fur on her head and lambskin boots. She looked lively and playful.

The one on the second floor stands out in a study full of women wearing Hu costumes.

But she covered her face with a veil, so no one could see her identity. Even if people familiar with her felt similar, no one dared to bother asking.

As usual, Ah Liu had his chest stuffed with cotton, dressed in women's clothing, with a black gauze covering his face, sitting behind a screen.

With the clap of the gavel, a touching story was told vividly and emotionally by his unique voice.

The general's loyalty and bravery, the princess's frankness, and the conflicting emotions of blood and tears under the hatred of family and country are described in a heart-stirring way.

Everyone listened with rapt attention, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying sadly.

All emotions were affected, and everyone forgot themselves at this moment.

Lu Mingyu was absent-minded and often looked around.

Sure enough, just when the book was about to reach its climax and the whole room was cheering, Wu Ti's figure appeared opposite her.

Wu Ti clapped his hands and smiled softly at her.

Lu Mingyu stood up, walked into the private room, and made a pot of tea.

The fragrance of tea overflows, and Miao Man's water vapor curls up under the candlelight.

Wu Ti pushed the door open, closed it behind his back, then lifted up his clothes and sat down in front of Lu Mingyu.

"Have you prepared some good tea for me?"

Lu Mingyu pushed the tea cup over: "It's poisonous, do you dare to drink it?"

Wu Ti held the tea cup and drank it: "Good tea!"

Lu Mingyu burst out laughing: "This is tea, not wine. Tea should be sipped in small sips, and wine should be drank in large bowls. Aren't you accustomed to life in Da Qin?"

Wu Ti leaned back in his chair: "Whatever passes through your hands must be delicious. Any hesitation when eating is disrespectful to your craftsmanship."

Lu Mingyu filled his glass half full again and said straight to the point: "Where is my master?"

Wu Ti chuckled: "Why do you think I will tell you?"

Lu Mingyu smiled and said, "Just don't tell me. I didn't expect to ask you."

Wu Ti smiled lowly: "If you don't want to ask me, then why do you dress like this to lure me into taking the bait?"

Lu Mingyu said: "I just want to confirm whether Master is in your hands. You said, you know this is a trap, why do you still fall for it?"

Wu Ti stared deeply at Lu Mingyu, but did not answer Lu Mingyu's question, but fell into memories: "I became soft-hearted towards you from the moment you put on my mother's clothes."

"Your face actually looks nothing like my mother's, but when you put on the Hu suit, I thought you looked very similar. Later I discovered that it was the temperament that you both exuded."

"But you are better off than she is, because you met a good man, but she didn't. Her misfortune started when she stepped into the land of Northern Qi."

When Wu Ti said this, he stopped talking. His eyes were red and filled with tears: "Little fox... you are really cunning. You know that my weakness is my mother, but you shouldn't take advantage of a dead person." This is really unkind." Lu Mingyu said quietly: "I have never thought that I am a good person. For the people I cherish, I will do whatever it takes. You have touched the master who is like a father to me. .”

"Don't talk about using a dead person. As long as someone tells me that digging someone's ancestral grave can save my master, I will dig it."

Wu Ti looked back at her and murmured: "After all, you and I are just the same kind of people!"

Lu Mingyu narrowed his eyes: "Same kind of people? Could it be that the people you cherish are also being manipulated by others, so you are helping others to do evil?"

Wu Ti sneered: "Little fox, don't be so serious. The person I cherish has long since died."

Lu Mingyu glanced at Wu Ti thoughtfully and did not press any further.

Wu Ti is full of lies and very treacherous. Who knows how true or false his words are.

Who knows whether what he just muttered was information he deliberately revealed to confuse the public?
Lu Mingyu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and asked seriously: "Yu Jiulu Wu Ti, what exactly do you want to do?"

Wu Ti spread the tea cup in the middle of the table and motioned to Lu Mingyu to look at the tea leaves in the cup.

He said: "You said that after the tea produced in Da Qin was transported to Northern Qi, the people of Northern Qi used mare milk to make tea. Things like this mixture of the two were accepted and sought after by the people of Northern Qi."

"But why? A woman from Da Qin followed a man from Northern Qi, but after she was born, she was neither from Northern Qi nor from Qin? She had no place in Northern Qi, and she was hated and despised in Da Qin."

Wu Ti clenched the tea cup and knocked it hard on the table. He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Mingyu with sharp eyes: "Why do people like us call home?"

After hearing these words, Lu Mingyu fell into deep thought.

The reason why the captives in Guiyan City cannot be solved is that the Qin people and the Hu people cannot live in harmony.

But the most pitiful people are those who have Qin blood and Hu blood.

What is wrong with them?

But he is struggling in this world because he cannot choose his parents.

Lu Mingyu could probably imagine Wu Ti's situation, it must be difficult.

But why would Wu Ti say such a thing at this moment?
However, a miserable life experience is never about venting one's resentment and resentment on innocent people, nor is it about inflicting misfortune on happy people to achieve the so-called inner balance.

Although she sympathized with Wu Ti's pain, Lu Mingyu did not approve of what he did.

Lu Mingyu looked at him silently for a long time and said: "My master's father is from Northern Qi, and the mother of Emperor Shengzu of Great Qin is also from Northern Qi. There are many people in Guiyan City, and their parents are the same as yours. They all You can find your own home, why can’t you?”

The chill on Wu Ti's face dissipated, and he grinned: "Am I looking for my own home?"

Lu Mingyu secretly considered the meaning of his words, but she actually didn't understand what he meant by "looking for his own home".

But if she could understand, Wu Ti wouldn't have become their formidable enemy, causing them a lot of headaches so far.

Thinking about this, Lu Mingyu poured another cup of tea for him: "Prince Wu Ti, how about we make a deal?"

Wu Ti asked: "How much is your offer? What do you want to exchange for from me?"

He used "my king" instead of "I".

The change in who he calls himself means who he wants to be at the moment.

Whether it is the poor "I" or the insidious and cunning "Prince Wu Ti", we can all find clues from his self-proclaimed identity.

(End of this chapter)