As expected by Emperor Lin Zhihuang, King Lu finally lost his patience and couldn't wait any longer, so he sent someone to the county yard of Li County to invite Lin Zheyun and his son to have a gathering.

Because of the news that Lin Zhihui had no idea about his life and death, Lin Zheyun had not had a good sleep for several days and spent all day busying official duties in the county yamen to numb himself. Now his eyes were covered in blue and black.

On the way to Yu Mansion, Lin Zheyun was able to cheer up again by relying on the shaking force in the carriage and asked Emperor Lin Zhihuang about the purpose of King Lu's special invitation to them today, so he could make some preparations in advance.

"Huan'er, what's the matter with King Lu asking us to go today?" Lin Zheyun himself knew how real he was.

If you don’t prepare for the response in advance, it’s a small mistake, and it’s a big loss of life!

"It should be that you covet the five major granaries you were in charge a few days ago. After you confiscated them from the rebels, there has been no movement. You are also asking you about the handling of the five thousand surrendered soldiers."

Lin Zheyun was puzzled and said, "The King of Lu wants food, my father understands, aren't the five thousand surrendered soldiers ready to kill? We have dealt with them well now, which can save them some trouble. What else can I ask about?"

Lin Zhihuang looked at Lin Zheyun with an idiot's look, and patiently analyzed to him: "I subdued those surrendered soldiers a few days ago and performed so neatly. The King of Lu's faction should have calculated the contribution of this planning on you, thinking that I was just helping you."

"………………” Lin Zheyun was speechless. He was the one who was headed by his daughter. Who would believe it if he said it?

Emperor Lin Zhihuang didn't care about Lin Zheyun's constipated expression, and continued to analyze from the position of King Lu: "You are so good at government affairs and military affairs, and the King Lu is afraid that he is afraid of you."

"What should I do? Is it okay to have talent for those who join him? What are you afraid of?" Lin Zheyun immediately panicked when he heard the words. He was stupid, but he was not stupid!

Throughout history, how many subjects who were afraid of the lord would have a good ending?

What can you be afraid of? You are afraid of me to seize the throne!

Lin Zheyun asked this question too inaccurately. Emperor Lin Zhihuang was too lazy to answer this son's father one by one, and directly instructed: "If King Lu asks you for food, don't give it to him easily."

"Why is this? The King of Lu did not have an order to send troops to Lixian County for food! You and I have abundant food now. If we don't give him food, how could the King of Lu give up?" Lin Zheyun was anxious.

Emperor Lin Zhihuang said tactfully: "No! You can't take all the food to King Lu."

"Can King Lu let this batch of grain be spared?" Lin Zheyun was very optimistic about this matter.

Lin Zhihuang didn't care what his stupid father thought, but only talked about the consequences: "If King Lu transported all the grains away, the grain shortage of the people in Li County will be over! The grain shortage of the people in Li County has not been really solved. Without food, the people will not be able to fill their stomachs, and Li County will be in chaos again."

"But..." Lin Zhihuang decisively cut off the topic before Lin Zheyun finished speaking.

"We can leave, but the people here have become new refugees! We must not do this! This batch of grain must be left to the people of Wu County! We now have about 2,500 soldiers under our command, and we can't do without food!" Lin Zhihuang frowned and emphasized to Lin Zheyun with a serious expression.

Lin Zheyun then gave up the idea of ​​offering food and said with a disgust: "Today, King Lu may ask for the granary directly. If Dad refuses, it may be a dead end. Huan'er, do you have a solution to it?"

Emperor Lin Zhihuang shook his head, frowned and thought deeply, obviously at a loss: "I haven't thought of a solution to keep these granaries from King Lu."

"Then..." Emperor Lin Zhi had no choice. Can he have any other way?

"Let's drag it first. After all, King Lu is still famous for his help letter. Before he gets the letter from the county magistrate of Lixian County, he will not break up with you for a while. As long as King Lu doesn't ask for food directly today, you can pretend that he doesn't understand."

Lin Zheyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, looked at his daughter's cold and hard look, and said in a trembling voice: "Then let's try it today for my father to see if I can pass today with King Lu."

When the two went, the King of Lu was hosting the ministers.

When King Lu saw Lin Zheyun and his youngest son came, he quickly called his maid to add food to the seats not far from his head.

Lin Zheyun was so flattered by the enthusiasm of King Lu, and bowed his hands repeatedly, saying that he was ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility.

As soon as Lin Zheyun and Lin Zhihuang entered, they saw Xue Qing, the flying general who was stationed in the barracks outside the city, commanding 30,000 elite soldiers, was also in the table today.

During the banquet, the atmosphere was very lively, but the civil and military officials at the table stared blankly at the exquisite food on the table table in front of them. They all looked stagnant, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, as quiet as a chicken, and they didn't look happy at all.

Even You Wuji, who often had a gloomy face to Lin Zheyun, was like this, with a pale face. Even when he saw the imaginary enemy Lin Zheyun coming in and being treated so politely by King Lu, he did not jump out to show his presence.

The atmosphere during the meal was so abnormal that Emperor Lin immediately became vigilant.
Chapter completed!