General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 1075: Retribution

Chapter 1075: Retribution

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At this moment, a trusted minister of Emperor Jing Xuan, Lord Zhou, said, “Your Majesty, no one has seen Zhuge Qing’s face. Even if someone is pretending to be him, we won’t be able to recognize him!”

Another trusted minister of Emperor Jing Xuan, Lord Xu, also went forward with the ceremonial tablet and said, “Mr. Zhuge is suffering from a cold illness. Why don’t you ask the imperial physician to take his pulse?”

Emperor Jing Xuan said, “Yes.”

Not long after, the imperial physician came over.

Wei Xu cupped his hands and said politely, “This concerns my son’s reputation.

Please cooperate, Mr. Zhuge.”

Ghostfear rolled his eyes secretly.

Even his biological father had never been so polite to him. Who was his biological son?

As the number one strategist, Ling Yun acted as himself. “Since General Wei has spoken, I’ll cooperate with the investigation.”

He reached out and let the imperial physician take his pulse.

The imperial physician said, “Your Majesty, his pulse doesn’t show any signs of cold.”

Lord Zhou immediately said, “It’s indeed an imposter!”

Ling Yun gave him a look as if he was looking at a fool. “Sir, don’t tell me you think I went to the Southern Wilderness to sightsee? My cold illness has

already been cured.”

Emperor Jing Xuan gave the imperial physician another look.

The imperial physician came to Wei Qing.

Wei Qing stretched out his hand.

The imperial physician took Wei Qing’s pulse.

It was already impossible to determine if it was Wei Qing from his cold illness.

Emperor Jing Xuan looked at Ling Yun suspiciously. “You’ve recovered from your cold illness. Why are you still unable to walk?”

Ling Yun said unhurriedly, “Your Majesty, I’ve been paralyzed for a few years and my legs have long lost strength. It will take a lot of effort to stand up again. I’m afraid I won’t be able to stand up without a year and a half.”

Emperor Jing Xuan looked at the imperial physician.

The imperial physician nodded. That was indeed the case.

Emperor Jing Xuan’s gaze landed on Ling Yun and Wei Qing again.

Ling Yun was thin and matched Zhuge Qing’s figure very well.

On the other hand, after Wei Qing recovered, he gritted his teeth and practiced walking every day. He was a little stronger than before.

“I heard that Mr. Zhuge’s martial arts were once crippled by his enemies…”

In the throne room, someone muttered softly.

His words reminded Emperor Jing Xuan.

Zhuge Qing had once used the Dragon Spring Sword in the hall, but martial arts pract.i.tioners could tell that he did not have inner qi. It was purely because the Dragon Spring Sword was sharp.

Emperor Jing Xuan said, “Minister Zhang.”

The Minister of War handed the ceremonial tablet to his colleague at the side and came to Ling Yun’s side, about to test his inner breath.

Wei Qing blocked with his bare hands.

The Minister of War slapped back.

Wei Qing gave him a solid palm strike.

The Minister of War was forced back a few steps by Wei Qing’s internal force and only stopped when he collided with Su Yuan. Su Yuan held him. “Lord Zhang, are you alright?”

The Minister of War came back to his senses. “I’m fine.”

The Minister of War was a martial artist. Wei Qing’s palm easily forced him back. How was it possible for him to be Zhuge Qing, whose martial arts had been crippled?

Seeing that Emperor Jing Xuan was still not giving up, Ling Yun raised his eyebrows casually. “Forget it, Sir, come and investigate whatever you want.”

Only then did the Minister of War walk forward and apologize. He grabbed Ling Yun’s wrist and probed his internal energy.

“Your Majesty, he doesn’t have any internal strength.”

Wei Liulang snorted. “You should believe it now, right? My second brother is my second brother. This is Mr. Zhuge of the Western Jin!”

The civil and military officials also felt that it was almost confirmed.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiao Shunyang said warily,

“I heard that Mr. Zhuge’s chess skills are outstanding. He was invited to the palace to play with the Western Jin Emperor every month. I happen to have an unfinished game here. I wonder if you can guid me?”

The Wei family’s expression changed a little.

Ling Yun was a zither player, not a chess master. Even Wei Liulang could defeat him.

Ling Yun’s face darkened. “Are you done? I’m from the Western Jin, not a prisoner of your Great Zhou! Do you really think I got this Dragon Spring Sword for nothing? If you really anger me, I’ll report it to the Western Jin Emperor later. I wonder if you still have the guts to do what you did to me in front of the Western Jin Emperor!”

Emperor Jing Xuan frowned.

Xiao Shunyang said, “Our Great Zhou has no intention of becoming enemies with the Western Jin. Since Mr. Zhuge is unwilling to clarify for the Wei family, I’ll send someone to send Mr. Zhuge out of the palace.”

These words were just short of saying that Ling Yun and the Wei family felt guilty.

Wei Liulang finally understood why Little Seven had to ditch him halfway and throw him into the mine.

This guy was much smarter than Xiao Duye.

He had long guessed that the Wei family would find someone to replace Zhuge Qing. He had come prepared today..