Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 117

"The preliminary construction has been completed, and the third brother will settle the people down. I am afraid that my father will be worried, so I went to the palace to report."

Lu Rong lowered his head, not noticing the disappointment that flashed across the face of the man on the dragon chair.

"Get up, you've been busy for half the night, go back home and rest." The emperor was silent for a while, and said softly, "Go and see your mother and concubine before you leave, she has missed you for a long time."

Lu Rong raised his head and looked at the aged man in front of him, a slight bitterness flashed in his heart.

If only he could talk to himself like this more often.

It's not an indisputable reprimand, without the hypocritical majesty of an emperor, just like an ordinary father, how good it would be.

However, he was only stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, the expression on his face was as perfect as a mask, without any waves.

"Father also needs to take care of his health, and my son will retire."

The emperor looked at the back of the man who was drifting away, and the last trace of reluctance faded from his eyes.

"Order the hidden guards to control people."

"Whoo."
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On the other side, Lu Sheng has also arrived at the place where the disaster-stricken people made trouble.

A group of people blocked the entrance of the camp full of righteous indignation, with different expressions, but most of them were dressed in tattered clothes, and their faces were clearly blackened by the smoke.

"There hasn't been such a big fire in the capital for hundreds of years!"

"I just sacrificed to the heavens yesterday, but today the capital is in trouble. This is an early warning from the heavens!"

"Call King Xuan to come out and give us an explanation!"

"Yes! Let him give us an explanation!"

The garrison looked at King Xuan nervously, for fear that he would kill everyone if he got angry.

Lu Sheng looked indifferently at the few who yelled the loudest in the crowd.

"Give me back my son, give me back my son!" A middle-aged woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd and punched Lu Sheng.

She took advantage of the garrison army's carelessness, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly pulled him away.

Lu Sheng's clothes were not clean, and now there was a black fist mark, which looked a little funny.

He pursed his lips and looked at the teary woman, his eyes darkened and darkened.

The surroundings fell silent for an instant, only the woman's mournful cry echoed.

"My son is only five years old! Such a small person, he was scorched black..." The woman gestured with trembling hands, crying out of breath, "The child's father died on the battlefield just for you royal family People guarded the border to death... Only such a single seedling was left behind, but you didn't even let his child go... What crime did our family do? We have to suffer like this!"

"Presumptuous!" Seeing Lu Sheng's cold expression, the garrison couldn't bear it, and was even more afraid that Lu Sheng would deal with the woman in a fit of anger, so they wanted to drag her away as soon as possible, "Come here, drive this crazy woman away!"

"Wait a minute," Lu Sheng's voice was cold, and his handsome face was stained with displeasure, "Her home has been destroyed. If you drive her away, where can she go? Just wearing this clothes, freezing to death on the street." ?"

The garrison was taken aback by what he said, and took back the hand that was about to drag the woman, and stood there a little at a loss.

"Send her back to the camp... Arrange a place to rest as soon as possible. There should be no shortage of hot water and dry food in the camp. If you have any difficulties, send someone to the Prince Xuan's Mansion to look for the housekeeper." Lu Sheng was a little displeased as the guard still looked confused. Yuedi said in a deep voice, "Why are you standing there? Didn't you understand my king's words?"

(End of this chapter)