Chapter 7:
I still couldn't determine if Lu Huai'an was truly the legendary general in history.
But at least I understood one thing.
The infamous Lu Huai'an in the rumors was probably the only normal one among these young masters of noble families.
The next day, he and I went to see the little girl that was brought back from Qin Zheng's hands.
She was a living person, so her fear of the wolves had not yet dissipated.
According to the maids, she curled up on the bed in the West Wing last night and didn't sleep all night.
Lu Huai'an gently bent down, his expression gentle, and comforted her softly, 'It will be fine, you can stay at my mansion peacefully, if you need anything, just tell the people in the courtyard.
Don't worry about Qin Zheng, if he dares to come again, I'll kill him with my sword.' One sentence made the little girl go from tears to laughter.
Finally, she told us her name, Xiao Que."
When she was twelve years old, Xiao Que's parents died at the hands of bandits.
She managed to escape with her life, but was captured and sold to a brothel in the capital for two bushels of rice.
Later on, she was sold to Qin Zheng and became a slave in the fighting ring.
After a few days, news arrived from the capital.
Qin Zheng had received an imperial edict and was bestowed a marriage with Yu Shuhuai.
The preparations for the wedding were grand, and the entire city was buzzing with discussion.
However, news from the far north came as well.
- People from the local area have taken up arms and launched a rebellion.
In just eight days, they captured three cities, and even the city lords welcomed them with open doors.
Now, this person is leading thousands of rebel soldiers and swiftly advancing towards the capital.
What's more important is that the leader possesses exceptional martial arts skills, and is highly respected among the people.
Upon hearing this news, I subconsciously glanced at Lu Huai'an beside me.
Could it be that I made a wrong judgment? That the leader of the rebel army is the true legendary general, while Lu Huai'an is just an ordinary person lost to history? "What's wrong?" I shook my head and said, "The rebel army from the north is already advancing southward.
They are about to reach the capital.
Why hasn't anyone in the capital volunteered to fight?" Lu Huai'an turned the page of the book in his hand and sneered, "Fight? They are still waiting for the prosperous fortune of the Kingdom of Chu to bring salvation in an invisible manner." I remained silent.
Sometimes, I couldn't help but wonder if Lu Huai'an knew something that others didn't.
Or perhaps he had foreseen the inevitable downfall of the Chu Kingdom amidst the bustling prosperity of the capital.
The former King and Queen of Nan Yuan, Lu Huai'an's parents, had died in battle many years ago.
At that time, Lu Huai'an was still young and unable to inherit the throne, only retaining the title of crown prince.
But everyone with clear eyes knew that he could no longer ascend to the throne.
From birth to death, he could only be a crown prince.
Lu Huai'an seemed indifferent to this fact.
He spent his time walking dogs, fighting roosters, lingering in gambling dens and brothels, devoid of his former elegance.
Yes.
Older folks in the capital knew that the former Lu Huai'an was a talented young genius.
He excelled in both literature and martial arts, and even at the age of twelve, he was taken to the battlefield by King Nan Yuan and killed several enemy soldiers.
At that time, he was filled with youthful spirit, and many people predicted that he would become a young general who would be remembered in history.
But everything came to an end when the King and Queen of Nan Yuan died.
When I arrived, all that remained of Lu Huai'an in the capital was his reputation as a playboy.
"Lu Huai'an." I asked him, "Do you know something?" "Why do you ask that?" He turned his book upside down on the table, looked around, saw that there was no one else in the room, and then stared at me intently with a low voice, "Zhao Qingluo, if I told you that I had a dream, in which the Chu Kingdom would be headed towards destruction, would you believe me?" Of course, I would.
Because that's the truth.
"Actually, I do not know whether that was a dream, or if it had already happened once.
In the dream, after my parents died under mysterious circumstances, I searched for the truth of their deaths, brought an end to the chaos, and even led soldiers to kill off the rebel army.
However, on the way back to the capital, I saw famine and suffering for miles, with the people barely surviving, while the capital was lit up with extravagance, as if the entire city was enveloped in clouds formed by the fragrance of wine and flowers." "I entered the palace to meet the Emperor, hoping to obtain an imperial decree to investigate the cause of my parents' death.
However, as soon as I stepped into the Taihua Palace, the place was pitch black, except for a pair of crimson eyes that resembled two ghostly fires.
"Immediately after, there was a severe pain that made me lose consciousness." "When I woke up again, it was the day I heard the news of my parents' death." I listened silently, my mind program working rapidly.
In theory, my body and consciousness can travel through thousands of years of time and come here, so it is not impossible for Lu Huai'an's consciousness to travel back in time through a reversed time and space turbulence.
However, as he said, after killing the rebel leader in his dream, he mysteriously died in the Taihua Palace.
So...the legendary general recorded on that stone tablet is probably the rebel leader, not Lu Huai'an.
Thinking of this, I stood up and said, "Lu Huai'an, I want to..." Before I could say the word "leave the capital," he suddenly reached out and held my hand.
"I remember now," he said, "Zhao Qingluo, everything in the dream is the same as now, except for you." "In that world that I don't know if it's a dream or a previous life, I've never seen you before."