《Raising wolves》


 CH 1

    "Master, please, wake up!"


    An anxious call coming from his ears woke  Lu Qingze up.


    His consciousness drifted, he tried to open his eyes but couldn''t, the call became louder and louder until his brain buzzed and his soul seemed to sink, suddenly gaining control of his body.


    Lu Qingze reluctantly opened his eyes, but in front of him was a completely unfamiliar face, slightly dark complexion, pleasant features, not too old, eyes red like a rabbit.


    Seeing Lu Qingze finally open his eyes, the teenager''s eyes burst out with joy: "You''re awake! Great, great, I thought ......"


    His throat choked,, and his eyes suddenly became even redder.


    Lu Qing then froze, and calmly glanced at the environment of the house.


    This is an antique, elegantly decorated room, with a bunk bed under it, although it is very soft, it is obviously not the imported latex mattress that his aunt brought back from Thailand..


    He wanted to sit up and take a closer look, but his body didn''t exert much force., but because of the return of consciousness, the whole body was full of sore and dense pains, and the cold sweat broke down in an instant.


    The young man sucked his red nose, eyes rolled with tears: "You have been unconscious since you were rescued from prison. These days I have been by your side every day to call you. The doctor said that if you do not wake up today, you will never wake up again. ......Bah! You can''t say such bad words."


    Lu Qingze gritted his teeth before swallowing the pain, breathlessly swept him a glance.


    Although he hasn''t figured out what happened yet, I''m afraid your son is really gone.


    Otherwise he wouldn''t be here.


    The young man finished his surprise and slapped his head: "I, I am so happy, I forgot, how do you feel, sir? I''m going to call Dr. Sun to take a look at you!"


    Lu Qingze saw him pull his leg and run, too late to call out, the door was opened.


    A cold wind that was so cold to his bones squeezed from the shoulders of the door. He accidentally took a sigh of relief, and his throat was itchy, and suddenly coughed alarmingly, a sharp pain in the throat, and there was a smell of  fishy sweet breath, he almost coughed out blood foam.


    The young man shivered, banged the door and rushed over to help him sit up and calm down. Seeing that he finally stopped coughing, he went and poured a glass of water over: "gentleman drink slowly, do not choke."


    Lu Qing was dizzy and dizzy from coughing, and his head was buzzing. After drinking two mouthfuls of water, warm and cool sliding across the throat, only then he felt a little more comfortable.


    The young man saw his face as pale as paper, and his drooping eyelashes were wet with cold sweat, and the good-born man became a sick and dismembered paper man, gritted his teeth with hatred: "that group of God damn eunuchs, how to torture the gentleman in prison like that, told me to say that Chief Wei only told them to lose their heads is too cheap, and they should be cut with a thousand cuts... ..."


    Eunuchs, Chief Wei?


    Lu Qingze''s eyelids jumped, and he suddenly reacted. There was a hint of shock in his eyes. He opened his mouth and hoarsely spit out the first sentence after waking up: "What year is it now?"


    The young man immediately swallowed the indignant words, carefully replied: "You were imprisoned last year, it is now Jian''an twenty-five years, the end of February."


    Lu Qing''s eyes darkened, he was sure.


    He was dressed as a character with the same name in the novel confiscated from the student he beat yesterday.


    In self-study last night, he confiscated this novel from a female student, the young girl begged him not to read it.


    Lu Qing didn''t intend to read it at first, but was piqued by curiosity, and when he returned to the office, he flipped through the book at a glance around ten lines.


    This book is about the story of the protagonist who comes from a noble family that overthrews a tyrant.


    The tyrant lost his parents when he was young and after narrowly escape from the eunuchs'' rebellion, he was held hostage by the traitors, with no one sincere around him, he grew up with humiliation.


    Because of his childhood experience, the tyrant has no trust in the people around him, brutal and twisted, and his hounds are all over the court, and the minister who dares to resist are beheaded in court, raids their house, and uses military force to handle his citizens.


    The protagonist rebels, but he is not the tyrant''s opponent at all. Seeing that the protagonist is about to lose, the tyrant died of a disease due to the root cause of his childhood.


    The protagonist and the villain are in this way, and it can be seen that the author can''t grasp the role of the tyrant when he writes.


    The tyrant''s father, Lu Qingze, was the new top scholar of the year before the death of the previous emperor, with a promising future.


    The emperor was obsessed with the art of immortality and allowed the eunuchs to disrupt the government, Lu Qingze was taken to the imperial prison by the eunuchs to be tortured and died in prison because of his courageous advice, but also because he kill the treacherous eunuchs.


    Not even cannon fodder, just a fuse.


    No wonder the female student was so flustered.


    After Lu Qing casually flipped through the book, his heart suddenly tightened. He wanted to find medicine, but his hands and feet didn''t obey him, so he went straight to it.


    Lu Qing sighed silently - it seems that he is dead.


    In his last life, he suffered from heart disease. Because of his illness, he became a waste in the eyes of his family.  After finishing graduate school, he became a teacher and has not been in contact with his family for a long time.


    I don''t know who will collect the remains there, Will it frighten the students?


    Lu Qing pressed down his chaotic mood and raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.


    In the book, Lu Qing, whose parents died, went to Capital City alone to take the exam. This young man was a little beggar he picked up on the street before he was imprisoned, and his name was Chen Xiaodao.


    Seeing Lu Qingze face recovered a little, Chen Xiaodao pulled out his legs and want to go call the doctor again.


    Lu Qingzhe gathered his strength and pulled him back with great effort: "I''m fine, no need to call the doctor, tell me everything that happened after I was imprisoned until now, without missing a single thing."


    Lu Qingzhi originally died, but now because he came to life, I''m afraid the plot of the book will also be altered.


    Chen Xiaodao was originally a street beggar, and he was the most well-informed about the news., obediently nodded and said, "After you were imprisoned, the Grand Prince died of illness, His Majesty was very sad, and called many Daoist priests to refine the nine revolutions of the Soul Restoration Pill."


    Lu Qingze: "......"


    Outrageous.


    "The group of eunuchs took the opportunity to make trouble and imprisoned His Majesty in the palace. Chief minister of Wei and the capital guard restrain the eunuchs, rescued you and other imprisoned officials, his majesty was also rescued, in a fury, immediately let chief minister of Wei beheaded all eunuchs, yesterday execution, in the marketplace ...... "


    "When the eunuchs were in chaos, the second prince also died, only a few days ago his majesty  remembered that there is a third prince in the cold palace, the imperial decree established him now as the crown prince."


    Speaking of this, Chen Xiaodao eyebrows and smiles: "his majesty felt a sincere loyalty of the young master,, and appointed you as the prince the imperial tutor, you are also the young master of Zhan Shifu, but when the palace announce the decree you have been in a coma, it was I who took the decree on behalf of the young master."


    "Right, there is also chief minister Wei, also sent several times to ask the young master condition, he is very concerned about you!"


    The first minister of Wei, the biggest threat to the tyrant, the great chancellor of the dynasty.


    Lu Qing''s eyelids jumped wildly.


    The chief minister sent people, naturally, to see that he is not dead, and wanted to win him over..


    If he refused the chief minister''s offer, he would surely offend him.


    But the other one was even more worse.


    The third prince Ning is rather weary, his mother died early, and he was not favored, grew up in a cold palace. When the other princes died, there is no candidate for the crown prince, only then the Emperor remembered him, he looks very pitiful.


    But he will be the murderous tyrant in the book from now on!


    Chief Wei can not afford to be to offended, and also he can''t mess with the tyrant.


    Offend which side of the end are likely to die without a corpse.


    In this situation, he can''t pick.


    Chen Xiaodao does not know this, in his eyes, Lu Qingzhe is now the emperor''s reappointment, but also favored by Chief Wei, the future is boundless, said joyfully: "When the crown prince ascends to the throne, you are the emperor''s teacher, the emperor''s teacher hey!


    Lu Qing had a headache and fell back on the pillow with a sway.


    Chen Xiaodao was shocked: "What''s wrong, young amster, this is a big happy event! Or are you uncomfortable again?"


    Lu Qing, on the other hand, did not look happy at all and closed his eyes in slight pain: "I want to resign."


    Chen Xiaodao: "......"


    At this moment, a heavy bell rang suddenly in the distance.


    In the twilight, the mellow sound of the ancient bell brushed through Yanjing, resounding in every corner.


    Chen Xiaodao was startled and looked out in fear: "This is ......"


    The funeral bell.


    Emperor Chong An finally finished his outrageous life, his dream came true and ascended to heaven.


    Lu Qing was exhausted. Before he passed out again, he realized that the prince, his student that he had never met had been promoted twice in three days and was now promoted to emperor.


    The new emperor ascended to the throne and changed his name to Sheng Yuan.


    Emperor Chong''an had just died, the aftermath was busy, the eunuchs'' chaos was not completely eliminated. The enthronement ceremony was rather rudimentary, and Chief Minister Wei was now a single powerful minister above all others.


    The young emperor is shaped like a puppet, and few people care about him, let alone Lu Qingze.


    In addition to Chen Xiaodao, there were only a few sweeping servants in the large Lu Mansion, and no one knew that Lu Qingze had woken up, so the enthronement ceremony was not attended by Lu Qingze.


    He was in a coma intermittently for a few more days before he got better and was at least able to get out of bed and take two steps.


    The God''s favor him to live again, Lu Qingzhe really do not want to wade through the muddy waters. After he wakes up, he plays the special gift of entering the palace and thinks deeply.


    In the original book, Chief Wei was a corrupt and bribe-taking,  killing people, He was an out-and-out traitor, and of course he didn''t want to be in the company of such people.


    The young emperor is still an elementary school student in modern times. He works hard to correct his surly temper and suppress the signs of blackening. it should not be difficult?


    Thinking of this, Lu Qing recalled the whole book again.


    He went through the book with a single glance, many details were wrongly omitted. Fortunately, his have a good memory, he immediately remembered a key point at once.


    Not long after the tyrant Ning Juan ascended the throne, he accidentally fell into a pond in the imperial garden and nearly drowned. A nearby little eunuch ignored the danger and rescued him. since then the small eunuch also became the only person he was willing to trust - although later he was also slaughtered.


    The spring is cold, and the child is weak, save is saved, but fell a lifelong root of the disease, the body hasn''t be able to hold. Therefore, when the protagonist confronts the tyrant later, the tyrant can''t stand it, and he died early in his twenties.


    There was only one mention in the book, but Lu Qing read it scribbly and thought hard for a while, remembering that day was...


    In the first year of Shengyuan, the fifth day of March.


    Lu Qing relaxed his fingertips playing the tooth card.


    Today is the fifth day of the third month.


    His face changed slightly and he called for Chen Xiaodao: "Prepare the carriage immediately."


    Chen Xiaodou was not sure: "Where is your young amster going?"


    "To the palace!"

 CH 2

    Lu Qingzhi''s house was given by the former emperor after he was a high scholar, and it was very close to the imperial city.


    The carriage reeled towards the imperial city, Lu Qingzhi had a bunch of dark wounds, and it was very painful to be stabbed. He probed weakly and said, "Hurry up."


    Chen Xiaodao immediately overtook a corner.


    Lu Qing barely kept his mind from being distracted and continued to think about the original content.


    The tyrant Ning Wan in the original text is extremely ruthless and cruel towards his enemies. Although he does not trust his loyal ones, he will not kill people for no reason. What with the eunuch who fished him out of the pool?


    There must be mentioned on other places.


    Lu Qing was a bit regretful to read too hastily, frowning and pondering, and finally remembered another few hints in the book before the carriage stopped.


    The little eunuch named Xiao Fuzi, is the person arranged by Chief Wei.


    Ning Juan would fall into the pool, and it was Xiao Fuzi who pushed it!


    Lu Qingzhi''s heart jumped again, the carriage stopped, Lu Qingzhi is a Tai Fu, and he had a plaque sign of entering the palace, the forbidden army checked the plaque, then let him into the Imperial City, but Chen Xiaodao is not allowed to enter, not to mention the carriage in the palace.


    Lu Qing had to drag his sick body into the palace alone, with one step and three panting.


    The rebellion of the eunuchs and the Qingjun side were cleaned up.  In addition, the old emperor Bin Tianqian, had the idea that it is better to die alone than in a crowd, , left a large number of concubines in the harem to die. The palace road is very cold, walking for a while, Lu Qingze met a small yellow door.


    He didn''t know the other party, but the other party knew him, and bowed: "Greetings, Lu Taifu."


    Lu Qingze''s face was pale, he leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, his voice was hoarse as he asked directly, "This eunuch, where is His Majesty now?"


    Xiao Huangmen said with a smile on his face : "The weather is good today, His Majesty wants to go to the imperial garden to take a look. It should be over now. If Master Lu wants to see His Majesty, now is the right time."


    Time is urgent, Lu Qingze immediately took out the silver that he had hastily stuffed into his pocket when he left the house and stuffed it into his hand: "I am not familiar with the roads in the palace, please ask the eunuch to lead the way, as soon as possible, the sooner the better."


    Xiao Huangmen weighed the weight of the silver and smiled genuinely: "Lord Lu, please come with me, I know how to take a shortcut to get there."


    Seeing that Lu Qing was struggling to walk,  Xiao Huangmen  also took the initiative to help him, and his movements were not rushed or slow.


    Lu Qingzhe was anxious, his heart was pounding. He was afraid that he would hear the voice of "Your Majesty has fallen into the water" when he was halfway there. He could not stand it and said, "Can you walk faster?"


    Xiao Huangmen recalled the weight of the silver: "...... Okay."


    The speed really accelerated, Lu Qing then pursed his lips, his mind changed sharply: "This eunuch serving by His Majesty''s side?"


    Xiao Huangmen sighs: "I just entered the palace not long ago, not qualified to serve at His Majesty''s side, only under the hands of a few eunuchs to work, His Majesty''s side is for Duke Fu (Fu Gongfu), Lord Lu will be able to see later." Thinking about it, seeing Lu Qingze''s expression of dying at any time, he couldn''t help but reminded him in a low voice, "Eunuch Fu has a bad temper, he killed many palace servants, and he is not very respectful to courtiers. Master Lu must be careful."


    Sure enough, it was Xiao Fuzi.


    Lu Qingze took a light breath and walked faster.


    Xiao Huangmen  swept a suspicious look at Lu Qingze.


    Xiao Huangmen thought;  The Grand Master looked sick and crooked. He had lost a layer of skin in prison, the body has not yet recovered and he directly run into the palace, I do not know what the hurry for.


    Inside The Imperial Garden.


    Ning weary and dismissed a group of eunuchs and palace maids, sitting alone on the boulders by the lotus pond.


    The early spring has just arrived, the lotus pond is still dry and withered, the palace is in chaos, and the gardener has no mind to take care of it. The entire imperial garden has not even a trace of spring color, desolate, in fact, nothing to see.


    The only redeeming feature is that it is clean enough.


    A faint boredom rose from the bottom of Ning''s dark eyes.


    Ever since the old emperor remembered his son, who had lived in a cold palace for more than ten years, he was surrounded by a lot of people, and everyone looked at him with different expressions; contempt, disdain, drama, indifference, and then covered up with a seemingly respectful smile, thinking he did not understand.


    But he saw it all clearly.


    The unpopular imperial son in the cold palace did not even live as a human being, not to mention his mother''s consort that offended the empress. Ning Wan can live to this day, and is particularly sensitive to the emotions of others.


    He was the crown prince appointed by the old emperor as a last resort. From the crown prince to the enthronement, but before and after ten days, hurried like a walk in the park, now Wei He-Rong is the chief cabinet minister and minister of the Ministry of Justice, the power in hand. No one cared about the life and death of his puppet emperor.


    Ning Wan pursed her lips, her small face sunken.


    He was lost in thought when a stern voice suddenly came from behind: "How dare you, what do you want to do!"


    Ning Juan was startled, his body tilted involuntarily, and he slipped into the lotus pond and he was suddenly hugged back, and then there was a warm scent, like the fragrance of plum, mixed with a bit of a bitter medicinal smell.


    The other end, followed by Xiao Huangmen who came along with him, "Duke Fu, this is you who forced me!"


    As he said that, he slammed his head down and slammed his head, causing Xiao Fuzi, who was still struggling, to be dazed.


    Lu Qingze was a little surprised when he picked up the little emperor.


    According to the development of the book, this child is eleven or twelve years old, right?


    He had a sick body, and he didn''t feel too heavy in his arms.


    The first thing you need to do is to take care of the little emperor who may be a tyrant if you don''t get it right, Lu Qing adhered to the principle of taking him lightly and putting him down carefully, half squatting down and saying in a harmonious voice: "I''m late to save your Majesty, is your majesty okay?"


    Ning Juan turned his head, the line of sight seems to have crashed into a soft spring color.


    When he arrived at the imperial garden and saw Xiao Fuzi, who was creeping close to Ning, Lu Qingze, who had been walking briskly all the way and had run out of strength, took the last few steps by running.


    His pale face as white as paper was flushed a few times because of this move, his slightly shallow eyes were also bright, and his breathing was not even, like a fragile beauty lamp made of colored glass.


    He has a sparse temperament, the tail of his eyes is thick and upturned, and there is a mole on the tip of his tail, which is abruptly outlined in this sick appearance.


    Ning froze for a moment, took a few steps back, and stared at him cautiously: "Who are you?"


    While being sized up, Lu Qingze was also sizing him up.


    The child in front of him is skinny, bones are small, looks less than ten years old. He didn''t even have the small milk fat that a child of this age should have. He must have suffered a lot in the palace.


    The little face was born very cute, handsome features, jade snow group, eyes black and bright, clean and beautiful like a glutinous rice cake, two thin eyebrows lightly knitted, which made people feel distressed when they saw it.


    Noticing the dazzling distrust in Ning Juan''s eyes, Lu Qing was a little helpless.


    The little guy is the most frightened and helpless, and he has to gain trust first.


    The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.


    In a hurry, his throat was burning like fire, Lu Qingze swallowed dryly, but his tone was still very calm: "This minister is Lu Qingze, the first emperor appointed this minister as your imperial teacher, and I was in a drowsiness a few days ago. I haven''t had time to meet Your Majesty."


    Ning tired of not moving and sizing him up.


    This was the young Scholar?


    I heard that Wei He-Rong cherished his talent and sent people to contact him several times, could this encounter today be arranged by Wei He-Rong to make him trust Lu QingZe?


    The two looked at each other tentatively, when the Xiao Huangmen over there groaned again: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Lord Lu, can we deal with this first!


    Xiao Fuzi''s strength was amazing, and when he was discovered, he panicked and tried to escape.


    Xiao Huangmen held him desperately and rolled him on the ground several times, his face was scratched.


    Only then did Lu Qing remember the background sound of the screaming, and looked at the two people who were rolling on the ground: "Your Majesty should have guessed who sent this person."


    The young emperor''s long eyelashes flashed, glanced at him quickly with suspicion, and did not say a word.


    Although Ning Juan was an emperor who had no backers, he was still young, and once also spent more than ten years in the cold palace, did not receive the emperor''s education, but Wei Herong still had a three-point guard against him.


    Today, Ning was pushed into the cold pool. Whether it was the root cause of illness, the fever that became stupid, or the fear rooted because of it, it was very beneficial to Wei Herong, even if he died, it didn''t matter.


    But the problem is, even if he clearly knows whose order Xiao Fuzi is coming under, but also he can not offend Wei He-Rong at present. Either Ning nor Lu QingZe have power to resist.


    Not to mention other people, in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, few put the little emperor at ease.


    Lu Qing stared at Xiao Fuzi who was finally restrained by Xiao Huangmen''s kick.


    They could not let Xiao Fuzi back.


    Today if he did not come in time, a little carelessness, Ning are likely to drown - ancient times are not like modern times, the level of medical care is low, the water bacteria, children''s body bones are also weak, falling into the water is not a joke, the mortality rate is extremely high.


    If it were not for the water, the original tyrant would not have died young in his twenties.


    Lu Qing lowered his eyes, those eyes were as gentle and peaceful as spring water, but there was also a slight chill , slowly said: "Today, Your Majesty accidentally fell into the water, and Xiao Fuzi drowned in the pool in order to save you. "


    Ning Juan, who was still full of doubts at first, was stunned.


    Lu Qing, on the other hand, could not restrain himself from stifling another few coughs and continued, "I happened to pass by and saw it all."


    He was showing his loyalty?


    At a time when everyone was reserving their stance, not daring to lean in Wei He-Rong''s shadow, this scholar who looked like he was going to break in the next second was actually expressing his loyalty to him?


    ...... Also, dare to give advice when the arrogance of the eunuch party is at its peak, his brain is not normal to begin with, right?


    Ning Juan stared at him for a while, with malice in his eyes.


    The youngest scholar of the dynasty has never had blood on his hands, right? He looks clean and cold, as if he were a snowman, but is he really like that on the inside?


    The young emperor''s handsome little face suddenly showed a smile that could be called innocent, the cold little face melted away, smiling adorably: "Then please ask Lord Lu to give Xiao Fuzi a ride."


    Lu Qingze: "......"


    His mental preparation had not yet reached the point of killing people with his own hands for the time being.


    This little brat, it turns out, is now black?


    Or a black sesame stuffed.


    I''m afraid this is the first step in gaining the trust of the little emperor.


    Push, or not push?


    Xiao Fuzi belonged to Wei He-Rong''s.  On the way, Xiao Huangmen also mentioned a few words to him. The blood on Xiao Fuzi''s hands is not a good thing.


    Lu Qingzhi hesitated stall, Xiao Huangmen  escort Xiao Fuzi  and howled in his heart: neither of you pushed, I will push it! Can you hurry up!


    Lu Qingze clenched his fist and finally made up his mind: "...... Then please close your eyes, Your Majesty."


    Ning tired blinked: "What?"


    Lu Qingze mildly "um" sound: "Your Majesty is still a child, children should not look at such things."


    Ning was stunned.


    Xiao Huangmen saw that these two had finally discussed, and tried to escort xiao Fuzi to the pool, just waiting for Lu Qingze to push him.


    Lu Qingzhe walked over, closed his eyes. As soon as he raised his hand, his sleeve was pulled.


    His eyelashes trembled and he turned his head back.


    The little emperor, who was not as tall as his shoulder, tugged his sleeve with one hand, his eyes fell on the xiao Fuzi, who had a deathly gray face, and raised his jaw at the Xiao Huangmen: "Kick it down."


    Xiao Huangmen, who has been rubbing his fists for a long time, immediately stopped being polite and stomped over with a fierce kick.


    Xiao Fuzi threw himself into the water, and Xiao Huangmen raised his eyebrows.


    Lu Qingze: "......"


    The young emperor then turned to him and said indifferently: "Lord Lu do not look at such things, continue to close your eyes."


    The author has something to say.


    Lu Qingze: He is not normal.


    Ning: He''s not normal.

 CH 3

    Lu Qingzhe reacted quickly, turned sideways to block Ning''s line of sight, lowered his head and met his eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.


    This little son of a bitch was just mocking him?


    Xiao Fuzi struggled in the water trying to climb out, desperately shouting for help, but unfortunately, in order to complete today''s performance, he has already send the guards away, and this is a remote place, where to call people.


    Although Ning can not see, but guessed, once again spoke: "beat it down."


    Xiao Huangmen  is very eager to obey the order.


    The sound of pounding water and screaming is close at hand, Lu Qingzhi listened with mixed feelings.


    In addition to the slight discomfort, on the other hand, he was slightly relieved that the little emperor is smart and calm, not a pathetic little fish, and on the other hand, a little worried.


    For children in their teens, their worldview has already been established, and then later should be to the rebellious period.


    Imperial Teacher Lu Qing, on the other hand, inwardly evaluated his new student.


    He saved the little emperor, but he didn''t refuse to solve Xiao Fuzi. The two of them were conspiring to some extent,  and the little emperor''s trust was improved somewhat, right?


    When the surrounding voices finally subsided, , Ning pushed Lu Qingze away impolitely, his gaze fell on Xiao Huangmen  who was behaving quite bravely. Although he was young, he had a dignified face and tried his best to show His Majesty''s bearing: "What''s your name?"


    Xiao Huangmen is usually subject to Xiao Fuzi bullying, fearlessly prevent himself from being killed by Xiao Fuzi''s. At the same time, he is loyal to the monarch and repays the master : "Your majesty, this sevant called Changshun, and I''m serving in the Shangyi prison."


    Ning burned out a sound: "From now on you are to serve me."


    Although the little emperor is a puppet, he is an emperor after all. To be able to work beside the emperor, the risk and reward is proportional, not to mention that he killed Xiao Fuzi.


    And it doesn''t necessarily mean that this little majesty is really a master to be played with.


    Changshun''s heart was clear, and he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.


    "Do you know what to do now?"


    Changshun was quite astute and reacted instantly: "Oh, its not good, Xiao Fuzi accidentally fell into the water to save His Majesty!"


    I''m going to get the guards to to fished the body!"


    After saying that, he ran away in a flash.


    Ning attention has actually been placed on Lu Qingze, see his lips pursed thin red, and looked like he wanted to speak, holding his breath and waiting.


    Lu Qing endured and looked at him for three seconds, and finally couldn''t hold back any longer.


    He covered his mouth, turned his head, and suddenly coughed heartily,  as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs. a tragic white face all over the flush, just listening to him coughing, his lungs and throat hurt.


    Ning : "......"


    Ning tired of opening his mouth: "Send me back to Qianqing Palace, do not stand here."


    Lu Qing then from the state of blindingly slow, and his throat was bursting with stabbing pain, and there was a faint bloody smell.


    The original body was caught by the eunuch party into the imperial prison, He was immersed in the water prison in the middle of the winter. Lu Qing came through, but it could not improve the body that was injured to the core, he probably have to endure a long time of illness.


    Having never been able to get a healthy body in two lifetimes, Lu Qing sighed silently and smiled: "We are following the order."


    The two of them left the imperial garden, and then Changshun called the guards to come. A large number of people in the palace, heard that the young majesty almost fell into the water, but not many people are worried.


    Lu Qing had no strength all over his body, and he was out of breath after walking a few steps. Fortunately, the child''s legs were short and his steps were not too big. He looked at the little emperor''s round head, and his voice was like being ground by grit: : "Which gentleman is teaching  the recent lessons, Your Majesty?"


    Hearing this question, Ning twisted his head in surprise to look at him, to make sure that Lu Qingzhi''s eyes are doubtful and not intentional, he tilted his head and muttered, "No."


    Emperor Chong''an had been addicted to cultivating immortals for more than ten years. He didn''t know how many bottles of elixir he had eaten. He had already lost his body. After he became sick, he had very little time to wake up. Er, ordered Lu Qing to be Taifu, and then went on in a daze, and didn''t have time to gather a group of people for Ning Juan.


    The first thing you need to know is that Ning has been in the cold palace since childhood and has not even been able to go to school.


    The first minister Wei He-Rong naturally happy to see it, Ning is a man to be taken advantage of, he is most assured that Ning Juan is an idiot who can be manipulated.


    The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into.


    Lu Qingzhi also figured it out, without much hesitation, directly said: "Then from tomorrow, I will come to read to His Majesty."


    A cool breeze blew, and Lu Qingzhe crooked again like papier-mach¨¦.


    Ning Juan didn''t even have time to be pleasantly surprised, he only suspected that he was about to break in a second, looked at him suspiciously, with strong suspicion in his eyes: "Can you do it?"


    "......" Lu Qingzhi was displeased, "Of course I can."


    When I went out at noon, the sky was a little dark when I left the palace.


    Chen Xiaodao was bored waiting outside, shyly approaching the Imperial Guards, the Imperial Guards ignored him, and he could chat happily, only to restrain himself when he saw Lu Qing came back, he trotted over and helped him up The carriage, still unfinished, asked, "Young master, do you have to go back so quickly?"


    Even after resting for a while in the palace, and strolling out of the huge palace, Lu Qingzhe is almost out of breath, his voice is weak: "Fast, Come on, hurry up , you can send me to heaven."


    Chen Xiaodao immediately converge to be comparable to a snail.


    Back to the Lu House, Lu Qingzhe drank a bowl of medicine, lay quietly for an hour , before having the energy to get up, went to the study, first picked a few books from the bookshelf, in turn, flipped through a while, holding a brush, drawing up on the paper.


    Chen Xiaodou was at the side to help with the ink, secretly looking at this unfamiliar master.


    Lu Qingzhe wore a light green dress, even in the house, but also to put on a cloak, wide sleeves under the wrist bones, as if a gentle pinch will break it, the skin is pale almost transparent, veins are clear, look weak, but the wrist holding the brush are not shaking, stable.


    In the last life, Lu Qing was rejected by his parents and could not inherit the family business because of a heart disease. He grew up beside his grandfather. The generous and kind old man loved his grandson and taught him not to have too many ups and downs.  in order to sharpen his temperament to cultivate his body, he teach him to write calligraphy, When writing calligraphy, Lu Qingze''s handwriting is quite beautiful. When sketching, the lines are flowing and scattered.


    Chen Xiaodao stretched his neck curiously: "What is young master drawing?"


    Lu Qingze said leisurely: "The Daqi version of the elementary school students must study one."


    Chen Xiaodao: "What??"


    Cultural people''s speech, really do not understand.


    Chen Xiaodao grew up on the street, can''t read or write, fainted on the street and was picked up, and the next day Lu Qingze was imprisoned, so he didn''t have the time to learn around the Scholar. A little envious, muttered unconsciously, "If only I could read and write."


    Lu Qingze teaching spirit was touched, he glance at him: "Okay, I will teach you calligraphy every day from now on, and you have to do it well."


    Chen Xiaodao: "!!!"


    Chen Xiaodao was surprised, afraid that Lu Qingze regretted, immediately called: "Thank you, sir!"


    Lu Qing smiled, finished writing a piece of paper, put down the pen, opened the book next to him that had been annotated, and compared it again.


    Exactly the same.


    I don''t know if it''s because he came in, but he and the original "Lu Qingzhe" not only look exactly the same, even the handwriting is the same.


    Early the next morning, Lu Qing entered the palace with a thick stack of labor results.


    The death of a young eunuch in the palace obviously would not have any effect, and the situation was calm as always.


    Ning didn''t expect Lu Qing to look like he was about to die, but he really came with a sick body. Not only did he come, but he seemed to have prepared a lot.


    After all, it was the nature of a child. Ever since Lu Qingze entered the Qianqing Palace, Ning Juan''s eyes were secretly stuck on the stack of papers in his hand and never moved away.


    Like a sneaky little kitten, he glanced at him indifferently, then quickly retracted his gaze, thinking that he had not been discovered.


    Lu Qing thought to himself, you really underestimate the class teacher''s sharp eyes.


    This group of students, those thieves under the podium, really think the teacher can not see it.


    He smiled secretly, took out a piece of paper, and put it in front of Ning Juan: "What have you learned before, Your Majesty? Let me see how your homework."


    Ning Juan glared at Lu Qingze for a while, then picked up the pen and wrote the study chapter of "The Analects" silently.


    Lu Qingzhe narrowed his eyes and saw the first problem.


    The posture was not right.


    But he didn''t say anything, he just quietly watched Ning write silently.


    After waiting for a long time, Ning Juan finally slowly filled a piece of paper, the child''s long eyelashes drooped, his eyes flickered, and he felt a little guilty, not as confident as when he first saw him yesterday.


    Lu Qingzhi took a look over, eyebrows slightly raised.


    In fact, the original text will always deliberately describe a few words written by the tyrant to be ugly, to compare the protagonist''s calligraphy to convince countless people.


    It is said that it is so ugly that even the reading eunuch beside him scratches his head.


    Looking at it now, it''s hard to describe.


    There are not many words that can be crawled up.


    Except for the unbearable words, the content is not bad, and the words are good.


    A dignified generation of tyrants, the words are written like a dog crawling.


    Lu Qing then looked at it and smiled faintly: "His Majesty''s words are very hard, but there is very much room for improvement."


    Ning Juan was keenly aware that there was something wrong with these words, his face darkened, and he gave him a cold look.


    The child''s self-esteem was poked.


    Lu Qing restrained his smile as if nothing had happened, turned behind him, held his hand from behind, adjusted his sitting posture and pen-holding posture, his voice was warm and indifferent: "The posture is wrong, sit up straight, the pen should be placed on the middle finger and Between the ring fingers, the wrist should be steady, and the heart should be straight."


    Ning Yan''s hair started to stiffen.


    The warm, cold aura with some plum blossoms and the bitterness of medicine came from behind him, enveloping him, and the hand that held him was a little cold, but it didn''t lose strength.


    No one has ever been so close to him, except that his mother the concubine would hold him in her arms and protect him when he was young.


    Lu Qing then took Ning  seriously to write a few words, seeing his discomfort, he let go of him and backed away: "Your Majesty, try to write a few words yourself."


    The moment the breath behind him was withdrawn, Ning Juan''s first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.


    The first reaction was a sigh of relief. Then a slight loss rose up in the bottom of his heart, as if he didn''t want to let go.


    He frowned, throwing away those unreasonable thoughts,  and slowly re-wrote a few more words according to the posture Lu Qingze taught him.


    It was a little difficult to adjust the pen grip, after all, it became a habit, but when Ning lifted the pen again, he never missed it again.


    Lu Qing was relieved - this was the most trouble-free class of students he had ever brought.


    Although this student has not yet called him a teacher.


    The trust level is not enough.


    Lu Qingze thought slyly and brought over the picture book he had worked diligently on yesterday from afternoon to evening: "Let''s start by telling His Majesty a story next."


    The tip of Ning''s beautiful eyebrows knitted: "A story? I''m not a child, what story to listen to."


    "......" This child lacks good self-awareness, Lu Qing then smiled and said smoothly, "It is a story for the emperor to hear."


    Smiling, Ning face slightly slowed down, under the eyes hid curiosity, small chin anon: "Then tell it."


    This picture book is "Illustration of the Emperor''s Mirror", which Lu Qingze read when he was in college. In the elective course, the professor asked him to choose a paper to write. Thanks to the paper, I remember it very firmly. The upper part of the book tells the story of the emperor''s hard work, and the lower part is The consequences of doing things backwards, even with text and paintings, to teach the young emperor''s entry, it is very suitable.


    The pamphlet, which was wonderfully drawn, was placed in front of him, and Ning was stunned.


    Combined with the fact that Lu Qing didn''t want him to see Xiao Fuzi drowned yesterday, he really confirmed at this moment that Lu Qing was not acting, but really treated him as a child.


    But it wasn''t the contempt and condescending pity that those ministers looked at him with.


    Ning Juan listened to Lu Qing''s story about the emperor, and that Dao Shang''s hoarse voice fell into his ears, which was not unpleasant, on the contrary, it made him more comfortable and immersed in it unconsciously.


    His gaze stayed on the face that was too beautiful for a man for a moment, and silently restrained the burrs that exploded around his body.


    Lu Qing was always paying attention to the little emperor, and when he saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched silently.


    Little children, are very good to please well.


    What''s wrong with a little black, sooner or later it will be screwed back.


    However, according to the historical records, he may not be able to speak as well as the famous family of the court. If you want to cultivate a generation of Mingjun, it is probably not enough for him to teach.


    Lu Qing was lost in thought.


    How can we get through Wei He-Rong''s level, so that the young emperor''s teachers are stronger?

 CH 4

    Lu Qingzhi thought back to the original plot and had a vague idea in mind.


    I need to use a key person, but the time is not ripe, not good to find the opportunity to approach each other, we have to wait.


    It is better to clean up the little emperor in front of him first.


    Lu Qingze gave lecture  seriously, Ning listen more seriously, and there was a faint light in his dark eyes.


    His mother concubine Jing was born in a family of medicine. When Emperor Chong''an went down to the south of the Yangtze River, he was unwell, vomited and had diarrhea. , followed by the eunuch doctor actually also collapsed, the accompanying people hastily went to invite her to come, the young girl temperament was quite favored , Chong An emperor at a glance, brought her into the palace, a moment of honor and favor.


    In the 15th year of Jian''an, the Queen had a fetus and the evidence pointed to concubine Jing''s drug. Although the evidence was not conclusive, Emperor Chong''an was tired of it and not only sent concubine Jing and Ning to the cold palace, even concubine Jing''s mother''s family in Jiangnan was also implicated.


    The cold palace was not easy to live in, not to mention offending the empress, and the court servants who used to step on the low and hold the high, under the empress''s orders, came to smash and provoke things twice a day, and his mother, who was already frail, died when he was five years old.


    After the concubine Jing''s death, Ning''s situation was even more difficult.


    He was so hungry that he even snatched food from vicious dogs.


    When Emperor Chong''an was completely obsessed with immortality cultivation and forgot that he had such a son, Ning was grinding stones and thinking of slaughtering the dog for dinner.


    But starvation is still the lighter issues. Whenever the queen thinks of her unborn child, she will send someone to torture Ning, he has escaped death several times.


    Fortunately, the Empress died of depression, even earlier than Emperor Chong''an.


    Ning wrote all the characters that he memories from books; stroke by stroke. Today Lu Qingze checking his homework. He was holding a pen for the first time.


    So of course the writing doesn''t look good.


    The original book didn''t write too much detail of how miserable Ning childhood was so Lu Qing really didn''t know how miserable it was.


    The dignified prince, no matter how miserable it is, it will not be reduced to grabbing food with the dog, right?


    This is the thought that floated through his mind when he turned the page.


    The morning''s lesson ended with another uncontrollable coughing that Lu Qingzhe couldn''t help.


    Ning looked indifferently at Lu Qingze''s state of almost coughing out his lung out, and even avoided it.


    When Lu Qing saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, he almost laughed angrily.


    This child is wicked, he hides like a plague .


    I have to train this little bastard into a three-good student who respects teachers and respects Taoism.


    After coughing until their is no air left Lu Qingzhe, weakly waved his hand: "It''s lunch time, Your Majesty, let''s eat first."


    Skinny and malnourished at first glance, you have to eat well on time.


    When lunch was delivered, Lu Qing glanced at the study in the south. Except for Chang Shun, no one came in to serve him. It could be seen that the palace people really didn''t care for the little emperor at all.


    But Ning also does not care, he hates being surrounded by people.


    Lu Qing had little appetite, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.


    Ning couldn''t help but ask, "Aren''t you going to eat?"


    Lu Qing frowned, pointed to his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I can''t swallow."


    Originally, I had a sore throat from coughing, and it felt like a needle was pierced during the lecture. it hurts so much that it is painful to swallow.


    Ning Juan couldn''t help looking in the direction Lu Qingze was pointing, the pale lips were reddish due to the violent coughing, and the contrast was great with the sick face with light cold sweat, so it was particularly conspicuous.


    Even with a sick face, this person''s face is still very prosperous, and he can''t hide the beauty of the face.


    He snapped back to his senses and realized that he was staring at Lu Qingze''s face.


    How can he look like this?


    Ning Juan pursed his lips and glanced at Changshun:  "Tell the kitchen to cook a bowl of jujube and silver ear congee (porridge)."


    Lu Qingzhe raised his eyebrows slightly.


    The little brat''s conscience finally knows that it hurts?


    Ning but did not look at him, his face darkened: "Lord Lu should find a mask to cover his face when he has time."


    Lu Qing found a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and touched his face in wonder.


    What happened to my face?


    Is sickness obstructing the eyes of this little ancestor?


    After a day of class, Lu Qing almost lost his voice, and did not win much trust from the little emperor.


    Ning is like a vigilant cub who has been blasting fur all the time. He is wary of everything, and occasionally shows small fangs, intending to scare away those who approach him.


    Such a small child, if it is in modern times, he still are in the playing age.


    Lu Qing shook his head secretly, gave Ning his homework, and left the unfinished "Di Jian Tu Shuo".


    This is the first time that a real smile with some childishness finally appeared on Ning''s face.


    The child was born beautiful, and when he smiled, it was especially sweet, like a spoonful of thick golden honey. Unfortunately, the smile was like a handful of snow, which melted in an instant, so fast that Lu Qing was dazzled.


    He smiled: "Tomorrow I will also be in the palace on time for the lecture, your majesty do not forget to complete the lesson."


    The little emperor didn''t want to send him off, so he raised his head slightly: "Go on."


    Lu Qing did not bother Chang Shun to lead the way and left Qianqing Palace alone.


    Halfway, he was suddenly stopped by a team of guards, and his tone was quite polite: "Lord Lu stay, please follow us."


    The palace suffered numerous deaths and injuries during the great purge. All the pro-military commanders recognized the eunuchs as the lord at that time. After the Qing Jun side, the palace was replaced by the five military battalions of the capital guards and Jin Yiwei patrol together, and the five military battalion commander and Wei He-Rong has always been good friends.


    Obviously Wei He-Rong wants to see him.


    Lu Qing had expected it long ago, and followed the team of guards without asking a word.


    Seeing him so cooperative, the other party was also a bit surprised, but did not say anything more.


    After walking for a while, the guards stopped moving when they reached Wenyuan Pavilion.


    Lu Qing was mentally prepared, pushed open the door and walked in.


    The original tyrant''s biggest enemy, Wei He-Rong, was sitting in front of a book case.


    Surprisingly, this villain of the villains looked like a white-faced scholar, the appearance is not cunning, and even smiled a little when he looked at Lu Qingze.


    The only thing that reveals his true nature is the slightest hint of coldness under his eyes.


    Lu Qingze didn''t dare to be careless and gave a salute: "My humble servant has met Chief Minister Wei."


    "There is no need for Tai Fu Lu to be polite." Wei He-Rong looked at Lu QingZe a few times, "Sit."


    Lu Qing stood for a long time, his hands and feet were cold, he pulled the chair and sat down.


    Wei Herong looked concerned: "Master Lu is in better health?  I heard that today Taifu went to give a lecture to His Majesty, how was it?"


    Lu Qing thought to himself, he really came to ask this.


    There was a bit of hesitation on his face, and after a while, he told Wei Herong about the "Analects of Confucius" that the little emperor had written silently, and sighed slightly: "Your Majesty ...... does not sit still much, the official let His Majesty copy the book, and it took a whole afternoon to copy this point..."


    Wei Herong took the paper that was crawling with words that fought with each other and surveyed it with interest.


    The entire word messy, messy strokes, childish and clumsy, rather than writing, more like drawing, and many characters with a slightly more complicated structure are simply painted into an ink ball.


    Lu Qing lowered his eyelashes and said, "I heard that Your Majesty has never been to a school before. He only started learning to write when he was almost twelve years old. Maybe he is not used to it yet."


    It was he who painted the words in a ball. In order not to alerted Wei He-Rong, he could only sacrifice the reputation of the little emperor.


    Wei Herong, who was a little suspicious because of Xiao Fuzi''s drowning, laughed and said slowly: "Your Majesty is still young, even if he is not good at learning, don''t force him, it''s just a child''s nature."


    Lu Qing''s face was sad, and there was no good or bad.


    Wei Herong didn''t care either. He has a very straight forward character and even a little bit na?ve. Otherwise, how could he risked death to remonstrated during the eunuch rebellion party.


    He casually opened this memorial, no longer paying any attention to Lu Qingzhi: "Lu Tai Fu has worked hard, go back early and rest."


    This level is passed.


    Lu Qingzhe was relieved, arched his hand and slowly turned around to leave.


    After leaving the imperial city, he saw Chen Xiaodao, a social bully,  squatting beside the Imperial Guard and doing homework.


    Lu Qing was surprised to find that the commander of the Imperial Guard that was expressionless yesterday, were scolded by Chen Xiaodao. When Chen Xiaodao saw Lu Qingze, he stop talking and reveal a faint regret.


    Bullying.


    Is a talent.


    After the lesson and the dealing with Wei Herong, Lu Qingze got on the carriage and closed his eyes breathlessly, planning tomorrow''s lesson in his mind.


    It just happened that it was time to disperse, and the carriages of other Capital City officials could be seen on the avenue.


    When Lu Qingze was drowsy, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Oh? Lu''s carriage, is Lu Qingze Master Lu inside?"


    Chen Xiaodao was blocked and had to stop the carriage.


    The person blocking the way was a young man wearing a green official robe, with his limited knowledge, he only knew that this should be an official of the fifth rank.


    The scene of stopping the carriage in the middle of the road made many people nearby look over, and they all stopped when they heard it.


    After all, the name Lu Qingze caused a sensation in the entire capital twice last year. The first time is the scenery of Scholar accomplishment, and the second time was when he offended the eunuch and was sent to prison.


    Right now, the little emperor is like a puppet, and Wei Shoufu covers the sky with one hand, yet he dares to enter the palace to give lectures.


    When everyone basically kept their silence to protect themselves, Lu Qingze''s position was a bit embarrassing. Most of the people had the intention of watching a good show, but also very curious about Lu Qingzhi.


    In front of everyone''s eyes, after a few muffled low coughs, the curtain of the carriage was gently opened by a snow-white and slender hand.


    Even though the sky was dark, the hand was so white that it glowed, like a piece of natural suet jade, extremely eye-catching.


    I heard that Lu Qingze''s face is very beutiful.


    Everyone with curiosity stretched their necks,  but Lu Qingzhe did not come out of the carriage, only lifted a small corner, and a voice that was neither high nor low came from the carriage, soft and hoarse: "Sir, What is it?"


    Others couldn''t see it because of the angle, but the young officer blocking the way saw it.


    The person in the carriage looked sickly, but still dazzling, like a snow-white euphorbia, blossoming with a thrilling beauty.


    When he heard Lu Qingzhi''s words, he pulled a smile without shame: "Lord Lu is too noble to forget things, he forgot about me, a fellow countryman."


    Fellow countryman?


    Lu Qing thought seriously, is there such a person in the original book?


    Cheng Wenang couldn''t hold back seeing his contemplative look: "You little dog looks down on others, I''m just here to tell you that I''m now promoted to the Ministry of Engineering, and I''m not much worse than you!"


    He was resentful, and Lu Qing also had a hard time remembering who this was.


    Cheng Wenang didn''t make many appearances in the original text. He was considered a fellow countryman with him, and his ranking in the palace examination was not high. Therefore, he gritted his teeth with jealousy towards Lu Qing, who was the champion in Scholar Examination. He was only a marginal figure in the original work.


    Lu Qing really didn''t have much energy. He almost fell asleep thinking about it, and said angrily, "Ah, is that so, then you are really great, keep working hard."


    Cheng Wenang: "......"


    Lu Qingze is even more bold than before! Not even looking at him directly! The tone of voice still dares to be so light and airy!


    Cheng Wenang endured and endured, before he resisted the urge to speak foul language, staring at Lu Qingze''s overly eye-catching face, and snorted from his nose: "You still don''t know, right, His Highness King Shu is coming to the capital."


    The Emperor Chong''an died, and the vassal king, who was his own brother, naturally had a legitimate reason to return to The Capital City.


    Cheng Wen''ang suddenly mentioned the King of Shu, not because Lu Qingze had a grudge against the King of Shu, but because... the King of Shu was sick.....Widow''s Disease*.


    If King Shu appearance would bring disaster. Is that puppet emperor capable of protecting him?


    Cheng Wenang sneered inwardly, waiting to see Lu Qingzhe''s panicked expression.


    Lu Qingzhe was completely unable to resist the drowsiness, his eyelids drooping down, half asleep, half awake, thinking: who is the King of Shu?


    Chen Xiaodao twisted his head to look, carefully put down the curtain: "My young master is asleep, are you alright? Just let it go."


    Cheng Wenang gave out another burst of incompetent fury, angrily glaring at the carriage, straddling a step aggressively.


    Get out of the way.


    The author has something to say.


    Lu Qingze: this child is lacking in virtue.


    The young emperor: quq????


    * Widow''s Disease: horny.

 CH 5

    The excitement came to an end, and the spectators are already scattering. Although they were curious about what the people in the carriage looked like, when they thought of Wei Shoufu position, few people dared to speak up.


    Chen Xiaodao was overjoyed and continued to drive the carriage.


    The carriage was swaying, and he couldn''t sleep well, Lu Qing then soon woke up again from the bumps, rubbed his temples, bewildered asked:, "Where''s the guy just now?"


    "He was mad at you, young master!"


    Lu Qingze: "?"


    what has he done?


    Chen Xiaodao was afraid that Lu Qingze would fall asleep again, and chatted with him: "Master, I saw a familiar face just now."


    Lu Qingze: "Huh?"


    "I have seen that person several times when I went to Shanren Hall to get medicine for you, I heard that his surname is Fan, the doctor who took the medicine said that he had taken credit several times. I did not expect it to be an official, is the official that poor?"


    The founding emperor of Qi was born recklessly, and after becoming emperor, he lived a very hard life. Therefore, the salaries of courtiers are not high, especially the low-ranking officials. If they are not greedy for oil and water, their life is just at best middle class.


    Therefore, this also led to the inexhaustible locusts of corrupt officials. In the original text, Ning spent a lot of effort in order to rectify.


    Just as he arrived at Lu Mansion, Chen Xiaodao lifted the curtain of the car, put on a cloak on Lu Qingze, carefully helped him out of the car, and continued to babble: "Doctor Zhang said that Mr. Fan''s mother seems to be infected with some disease. The kind of illness that have to drink medicine every day, in order to get the medicine, he knelt down to Doctor Zhang, tsk tsk, filial son..."


    Lu Qing paused and turned his head slowly: "What did you say? Say it again?"


    Chen Xiaodao scratched his head, confused, but he said it again obediently.


    Lu Qing thought about it and smiled: "I didn''t expect it to be solved like this... Xiaodao, thank you very much."


    His eyes suddenly lit up, and Chen Xiaodao opened his round eyes slightly.


    The young master looks really good when he smiles.


    It was cold in the spring, but Lu Qing was afraid of the cold, so he wrapped his cloak tightly, walked into the gate of Lu Mansion, and said in a low voice, "Send someone to watch at Shan Ren Tang, and if you see that Mr. Fan going to buy medicine again, send some money. Give it to him." After thinking for a while, he changed his mind, "No, just buy the medicinal materials he needs and give it to him."


    Directly send silver money, more or less frivolous, 80% will be rejected.


    Chen Xiaodao blinked, keenly aware that Lu Qing did not simply lend a helping hand, but wisely did not pursue the issue: "Yes, Master."


    After solving a big problem, Lu Qingze was in a good mood. He held on to his spirits. After the evening meal and medicine, he taught Chen Xiaodao to read some words.


    The result was a night of joy and sorrow.


    It was probably because the wind was blowing on the road from Qianqing Palace to the palace gate alone, his whole body suddenly became cold and hot, and it didn''t take long for him to develop a fever. He couldn''t vomit. He took a bowl of medicine and fell asleep in a trance, awake and confused.


    By the time he could get up from the bed, three days had passed.


    Chen Xiaodao was both distressed and worried, and couldn''t help but scolding around.


    Lu Qing had no energy to think about the eunuch, and looked sadly in the direction of the imperial city.


    What did he say to Ning Juan three days ago?


    He will go to class on time.


    Although he just scribbled through the whole book, he know what the tyrant hate the most? Is not keeping promises.


    In the original book, the tyrant has a saying, "If your leg is broken, you should climb up to me."


    It''s over, it''s over, it''s hard to get closer, won''t you go back again?


    Lu Qing closed his eyes, got up strong, and said weakly, "Xiaodao, send me to the palace."


    Chen Xiaodao couldn''t help but said: "But Young master, your body..."


    Lu Qing waved his hand. Although his tone was gentle, he could not refuse: "Go."


    Chen Xiaodao opened his mouth, knowing that he couldn''t resist, and persuading him further would only waste his time, and finally he reluctantly went to prepare for the carriage.


    Before Lu Qingze woke up, Xiaodao actually met the real Lu Qingze once or twice, and then Lu Qingze was taken away by the eunuch.


    Lu Qing is undoubtedly gentle, even if he is strong headed, he is gentle and tough.


    This makes it more difficult to refuse.


    After driving to the palace, Lu Qing, wrapped in a thick cloak, hurried to Qianqing Palace, and found that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as he entered.


    There were people kneeling at the entrance of the hall, all of whom seemed to be serving in the Qianqing Palace. Chang shun was walking back and forth, and said with a sullen face: "Whoever the culprit is, admit it as soon as possible, and your family can still beg His Majesty for bail. If you are dead, if you wait until it is found out..."


    Chang Shun''s words were threatening, and he stopped at the right time. He turned to see Lu Qingze, and hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Lu is here. Your Majesty has been waiting for you for several days."


    Lu Qing looked at the trembling group of palace servants: "What''s wrong?"


    Chang Shun''s face was full of mourning, "Hey, my lord doesn''t know, His Majesty has lost something and is getting angry."


    There were a lot of petty thieves in the palace, it was normal. Especially when Emperor Chong''an reign, he completely ignored the government and that make the eunuchs mischief often overlooked.


    After the new emperor ascended the throne, this group of palace servants saw that Ning Juan was young and lazy at all times.


    Lu Qing frowned and remembered.


    In the original text, it was mentioned that during the few years in the cold palace, in order to exchange for food and clothing, Jing concubine sent out everything that could be exchanged for money, and in the end only the hairpin was left.


    The hairpin was of great significance to Ning Juan, but it was lost.


    Although it was just a hairpin, it was also the last solace in the tyrant''s heart. The loss of the hairpin meant that the last trace of warmth in his heart was gone, so even if someone loyally followed him later, no one would be able to communicate with him again.


    It was lost at this time.


    The hairpin was stolen by a maid who left the palace. The maid was old and had already left, and was not in this group of people.


    Fortunately, the original text mentioned how she handled the hairpin.


    Lu Qing made a decisive decision, turned around and left.


    Changshun was dumbfounded: "Lord Lu? Don''t you want to see Your Majesty?"


    Lu Qing walked in a hurry: "I''ll be back in a while, these palace servants didn''t steal anything, let them get up."


    When the words are over, the people are gone.


    Chang Shun was simply stunned.


    Mr. Lu is usually sick and crooked. It looks like a snowdrift. It will disperse when you touch it lightly. If you walk too fast, you will be choked by the cold wind.


    He glanced at the palace servant who was still kneeling.


    His Majesty also said that the person who stole the things was no longer in the palace, and it was he who did not give up and wanted to try find it again.


    But Lu Qing also said the same, Changshun pressed down his eyes with deep worry, told everyone to get up, sighed, and went to Ning to report back.


    Lu Qing tried to walk faster, but when he left the palace, he found that Chen Xiaodao was still waiting outside the palace gate.


    Last time, he told Chen Xiaodao to just send him here and go back to the house to rest. There was no need to wait outside the palace gate.


    I am afraid that he is worried about his body, afraid that he will have an accident in the palace.


    Seeing that Lu Qing was leaving the palace so soon, Chen Xiaodao was a little surprised: "Master, what''s wrong?"


    At present, Lu Qing still looked at him, unable to suppress his inner curiosity: "What happened to you?"


    Chen Xiaodao: "?"


    "Why haven''t you chatted with the Palace Guards?"


    Chen Xiaodao reacted and scratched his face embarrassedly: "The guard commander in front is not on duty today, and today¡¯s guard face is a match for his sword."


    Not only social bullshit, but also very observant.


    Lu Qing felt that the child had a great future, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are just right, take me to the pawnshop in the east of the city."


    Chen Xiaodao helped him onto the carriage: "Young Master, there are many pawnshops in the east of the city. Which pawnshop are you going to?"


    Lu Qing spat out a few words: "All of them."


    Until something is found.


    By the time Lu Qingze returned to the palace, it was already afternoon.


    Fortunately, the emperor has privileges, as long as the emperor allows it, there is no restriction on entering the palace.


    Lu Qing hurriedly returned to the Qianqing Palace, stopped walking as soon as he entered, and keenly found that the palace servants in the Qianqing Palace not only became ugly, but also a lot less.


    It seemed that Ning Juan had rearranged his entire servant, when he left.


    Taking advantage of the theft event, he replaced all the people who might be arranged (secretly put) in the Qianqing Palace.


    Changshun was holding the broom and sweeping, and when he saw Lu Qing came back, he quickly asked, "Where did Mr. Lu go before? His Majesty learned that you came and left, and became angry again."


    Lu Qingze''s brows were still soothed and leisurely, and he was not worried when he heard this. He waved his hand at him and smiled, indicating that he was at ease: "I''ll go in and have a look."


    Changshun watched him enter the dormitory worriedly.


    The weather was still cold, and there was no charcoal burning in the house, and it was cold straight to the bone.


    As soon as Lu Qing stepped in, he saw the little emperor sitting alone by the window, small, lonely and pitiful.


    Hearing the footsteps, Ning Juan said coldly, "Get out."


    Lu Qing held back the itch in his throat and blinked: "I''m just late because of illness, Your Majesty won''t drive me away directly."


    Hearing Lu Qingze''s voice, Ning Yancai turned his head sideways, his eyes were fierce: "You¡¯ve already left, what are you doing back here, get out!"


    After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, like a young wolf whose ferocity was only aroused, he let out a low growl in his throat, and he was about to show his fangs and claws to bite.


    So young.


    No matter how he tried to hide it, Lu Qing could still see a bit of grievance from his eyes.


    The person who stole the thing was also clever, thinking that what he took was an inconspicuous hairpin, but did not touch the valuables that would be detected and investigated at first glance.


    But that was the last thing Ning Juan''s mother left him. He cherished it so much that when he was so hungry, he still not willing to exchange it for food.


    Seeing those eyes, Lu Qingze''s heart softened to a mess. He was not afraid of the little emperor who was faintly threatening. He took a few steps forward, leaned down slightly, took something out of his sleeve, and put it on his head. Interjecting it at will, he smiled and said, "It''s so scary, Your Majesty."


    Ning Juan was slightly startled, and took the things off his head.


    It is a delicately polished white jade plum blossom hairpin.


    This hairpin was all too familiar to him.


    His hands suddenly trembled, he clenched the lost and found hairpin tightly, and looked up at Lu Qingze.


    Lu Qing went to a pawnshop in the east of the city to find it, and went back and forth twice. He was still ill, but his face was almost transparent now, even his lips were pale, and the weak breath on his body was also due to running around the cold road


    Ning Juan''s lips moved: "How did you..."


    Lu Qing shook his index finger and taught him to be a person: "Your Majesty, what you should say at this moment is ''thank you''."


    In order to keep this little brat from running towards the tyrant''s route, he had been running around all morning.


    He was planning to give the little emperor an ideological and moral education, and his arms suddenly sank.


    The little emperor put his head in his arms.


    The body was thin and small, and it fell into his arms as light as a feather. Lu Qing blinked his eyes slowly, suddenly feeling a little relieved, the corner of his lips curled into a smile, and patted his back lightly.


    Forget it, no need to thanks.


    As soon as the thought fell, a small voice came from his arms: "Thank you."


    After Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, his smile deepened.


    Still refuse to call him teacher.


    Don''t worry, sooner or later he will.


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    after:


    Little Emperor: Teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher!


    Lu Qingze: Shut up.


    ?

 CH 6

    After losing the hairpin, Lu Qing clearly noticed that the little emperor''s attitude towards him was much better. For example, when he entered the imperial city the next day, the imperial chariot was waiting first.


    Chang Shun came out to pick him up specially, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is sympathetic to Lord Lu''s frail body, and specially allows Lord Lu to ride the carriage in the palace."


    The little bastard actually learned to be a human being, while Lu Qing calmly supported himself in the imperial carriage with Chang shun; squinting and summarizing the salary book.


    There is a special carriage to and from the main palace, and the royal family allocates three courtyards in Xicheng District, but the salary is a bit low, and it is basically open all year round.


    It would be better if the student wasn''t a potential tyrant, and there wasn''t a powerful villian in the court.


    One-to-one point-to-point tutoring was officially on the right track. Within a few days, Ning Juan''s learning ability continued to impress Lu Qingze''s cognition. The "Dijian Tushuo" was finished shortly after, and the compulsory two and three compulsory courses came into fruition.


    No matter what kind of book, Ning Juan can memorize it after reading it almost once. For example, the Six Classics and Four Histories, Lu Qing has not mentioned it yet, so he must have already read it.


    Compared with the progress of learning, the progress of Ning Juan''s characters is relatively slow... Slowly from the primitive crawling state, stumbling into the state of using hands and feet together.


    Only two people know about these progress.


    Externally, Chang shun was responsible for chatting with other palace officials to spread rumors, saying that His Majesty was still learning the Analects, and he keep making Taifu Lu vomited blood in frustation.


    After the afternoon class was finished ahead of schedule, Lu Qing had a dry mouth and took a sip of his teacup. After a while his dry throat was just feel a little more comfortable. Then he looked at the book "Tongjian", which was half-turned on Ning Juan''s desk. It was a little funny. .


    At first, he doubted whether this little devil really understood, but now these doubts have been dispelled.


    As expected of the protagonist''s lifelong enemy.


    Ning Juan was quite sensitive, and looked over with a serious face: "What are you laughing at?"


    "It''s nothing," Lu Qing smiled and said, "I just think that you have the potential to be a wise ruler."


    The little emperor pursed his lips, dropped the book in his hand, his face darkened, and he was not happy with Lu Qingze''s compliment.


    Wei Herong covered the sky with one hand, and even used the name "The Son of Heaven is still young" to prevent him from going to court. Although some ministers in the court made criticisms, they did not dare to speak.


    Ning Juan ascended the throne in a hurry, and there was no power behind him. Emperor Chong''an left him nothing but a mess. He could not leave the palace at will, and could not contact foreign ministers. He was completely isolated and helpless.


    No one dared to take the initiative to approach him.


    Except for Lu Qingze.


    He could have claimed to be sick and not come; but he still dragged his sick body and risked his life to go to the palace every day to give lectures for him.


    But at this moment his ability to protect Lu Qingze is very small.


    Lu Qing was not used to the child''s preoccupied appearance, so he pinched the little emperor''s face, soft and tender, with an excellent hand feeling, like a glutinous rice doll with double black tints embedded in it. He jst pinched them up, those eyes glared over: "Presumptuous!"


    It''s quite powerful, but it''s a bit too small.


    No matter how powerful the head wolf is, it does not hurt when it bites people as a child.


    Not only was Lu Qingze not afraid, he even squeezed his hand again before withdrawing it and perfunctorily responded, "I''m dying."


    His pale and sickly face made it difficult for people to really get angry.


    Ning Juan gritted his teeth, for the sake of the jade hairpin; he suppressed his anger, and then heard Lu Qing say to himself: "There is no flesh on the face, and the skin is not too thin, in the future. What if you don''t grow taller yet..."


    The little emperor''s two small eyebrows were raised higher and higher.


    Seeing that the little brat was about to bite again, Lu Qing changed his words: "There will be a surprise for Your Majesty in a while, it''s almost the time of the imperial ban, this minister will go back first."


    After speaking, before Ning Juan could replay, he coughed again.


    Ning Lan: "..."


    He suspected that Lu Qing did it on purpose.


    Lu Qing really didn''t do it on purpose, he closed his eyes sullenly, only to feel that the last bit of energy had been coughed out, and he poured a mouthful of hot tea, his pale paper''s face became better, and when he got up. Even fainted in front of him.


    Ning Juan subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, stretched his hand halfway, and then stiffly pinned it back.


    The spring cold in Yanjing has not yet dissipated. Coming and going every day is time-consuming and laborious. Even sitting on the imperial chariot, it is really exhausting. The imperial doctor told Lu Qing to take a good rest.


    Lu Qing was too thin. When he coughed, the bones in his body could not hold his strength, which made people worry about him and sweat.


    Ning Juan frowned, and finally he couldn''t hold back his mouth and said, "There is the direct room in the Duanmen, you might as well live in the palace."


    Lu Qing then smiled and waved his hand: "No, there are people in the house waiting for me to return."


    Chen Xiaodao waited patiently for him to go back to teach caligraphy every day, and by now he was probably squatting outside the palace gate, chatting with the imperial guards.


    Ning Juan''s brows and eyes slowly covered with a shadow, and his face was expressionless, staring at the back of Lu Qing who was leaving step by step.


    Someone waiting for him?


    who?


    Is it more important than him?


    Isn''t Lu Qing not married?


    ...Why does he only have Lu Qingze, while Lu Qingze has others.


    Lu Qing was completely unaware of the little emperor''s needle-like thoughts.


    After returning to Lu Mansion to teach Chen Xiaodao to recognize a new word, after reviewing it, Lu Qing suddenly remembered what happened last time: "Master Fan hasn''t gone to Shanrentang to get medicine yet?"


    Chen Xiaodao nodded: "I almost forgot to tell you, today I went to the street to chat with Mr. Fan''s neighbors."


    Chen Xiaodao''s mouth is nothing if he doesn''t talk. When he start to gossip and nags, it''s amazing. Lu Qing put down his pen and said with great interest, "If you tell me, I won''t be sleepy."


    "Hey, I heard something." Chen Xiaodao was proud to be able to help Lu Qingze, "This Master Fan is called Fan Xingyan. He lost his father when he was young, his mother single-handedly raised him. As a child he is not good at school. He was forced by his mother to study hard at Han Chuang, so he could turn his family fate around.


    Lu Qing nodded, and the original text is right.


    "Because of his mother''s illness, Mr. Fan has borrowed from colleagues in the neighborhood, and now anyone who sees him will run away. He can only read all the books at home, and usually sit on the stone in the yard to handle official business. Other than for his filial piety, he didn''t ask for debts."


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    This gossip is too detailed, as expected of you, social gangster Chen Xiaodao.


    However, it seems that Fan Xingyan is almost at the end of the road.


    If he still wants to save his mother, he can only use his position to be greedy; to make money. But with his current official position, he can''t make much money.


    Just wait patiently for Fan Xingyan to act.


    After a few days like this, Lu Qing went to the palace every day to check in and go to work.


    On this day, the imperial chariot walked slowly towards the Qianqing Palace as always, but stopped suddenly when it was halfway through.


    Then a voice came from outside: "Who is inside, driving in a car to the palace?"


    The servant who was driving the car seemed to know each other, so he hurriedly replied: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu, the carriage is Mr. Lu. Because Mr. Lu is sick and weak, he lectures for His Majesty every day, and it is difficult to communicate with him. His Majesty specially gave a royal carriage to pick up Mr. Lu."


    Lu Qing, who was slowly preparing to open the curtain to take a look, twitched his eyelids and stopped his fingertips.


    Ning Cong, King of Shu?


    A few days ago, Cheng Wenang mentioned that the King of Shu was about to arrive in the capital.


    The land of Shu is quite far from the capital, and the news of Emperor Chong''an''s death has passed. No matter how fast it is, it will still take a few more days to arrive, How come he¡¯s already here?


    In the original book, Ning Juan''s methods are too harsh, and the vassal kings are very honest and have no description.


    Thanks to Cheng Wenang''s special mention, Lu Qing asked Chang Shun to ask for help, and then he learned about the secret affairs of the palace that were not mentioned in the book.


    The King of Shu was so daring. Before leaving the palace, he dare to covet with  the concubine. When the incident happened, the emperor at that time was so angry that he almost drew his sword and chopped him up, but Ning Cong''s mother concubine had a rich family background. He send him far away, out of sight.


    Ning Cong snorted: "Oh, that''s Mr. Lu who was almost killed by the eunuch? Our little majesty really respects teachers. He gave his teacher a carriage, but he didn''t know how to give a carriage to his uncle."


    This is too disrespectful, not putting the young emperor in the slightest. The chamberlain driving the car was sweating like crazy, not daring to answer, and could only smile.


    Ning Cong glanced at the motionless carriage again: "What? Are this Emperor despise this King, he was just a little prince when we met last time, but now he doesn¡¯t even comes out to meet me.¡±


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    Lu Qing could only cough a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu, the lower officials are infected with the cold. I am afraid that I will pass on, so I will not come out to collide. I hope the King will forgive me."


    As soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Cong, who had originally pulled a face, lit up.


    At the age of thirteen, he began to indulge in pleasures. As he got older, he became more and more critical. He also divided several levels of beauties, from calmness, body, voice to temperament.


    The voice that came from behind the carriage curtain is not too fast, although slightly mute, but can not hide the knocking ice jade-like clear voice. ¡­... it gave a reminiscent of the images of people being tortured to the point of hoarseness between the beds.


    It''s superb.


    Ning Cong immediately concluded.


    When he thought that there should be a stunning beauty in this car, the gloomy look on his face that wanted to pick something up disappeared for the most instant, but instead he was a little interested, squinting at the carriage: "Your Majesty is not afraid that he will catch the cold, what is this king afraid of. Mrs. Lu, If you don''t come out to see this king, this king will lift the curtain and come to see you in person."


    Lu Qing then slowly knitted his brows, thinking of a response.


    Ning Cong hadn''t found any beautiful beauties in the past for several years, and the ones kept in the mansion looked boring. He walked gracefully to the side of the car, and reached out his hand to lift the curtain.


    Lu Qing''s eyes flashed coldly.


    At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded outside, immature but not weak, with a hint of sternness: "Uncle Huang, what do you want to do when you stop my teacher here!"


    It turned out to be Ning Juan.


    Lu Qing was surprised to see through a gap, the little emperor obviously came in a hurry, his face was as cold as frost, and he stared at Ning Cong coldly.


    The young emperor has come, and if he forcibly lifts the curtain again, he will not give the emperor face.


    Speaking behind the scenes, Lu Qing thought that Ning Cong would be a little more scruples; after all, although Ning Juan had no real power, he was still the emperor after all.


    But he ignore the emperor and continue to lift the curtain.


    His eyes lit up suddenly, and he met a pair of unbridled eyes.


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    Excuse me.


    Forget it , he even dare to touch his father the emperor concubine.


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 CH 7

    Seeing the people in the carriage, Ning Cong was stunned.


    Even though he was used to seeing beautiful women, he had never seen something like this...


    He just sat there, and he couldn''t take his eyes off him.


    Ning Cong couldn''t even find a word for a while, his greedy eyes went up and down, if his eyes could be manifested, he would be able to rip off Lu Qingze''s clothes.


    Lu Qing sat upright in the carriage, observing the King of Shu with a light expression on his face.


    The latter''s body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and his face, which could be called handsome, was devastated and bleak, and his eyes were sunken.


    Kidney deficiency at a glance.


    Lu Qing then calmly asked: "Does His Highness King Shu have any other instruction?"


    The pale lips opened and closed slightly, without the car curtain blocking, the cold voice fell into the ear, and it was very seductive, Ning Cong only felt that his heart was numb, and his whole body was hot.


    This little emperor is so lucky!


    This stunning person, actually let him give lectures, it is such a waste of time.


    This beauty actually had a little tear mole under her left eye. When she raised her eye, the end of her eye was thickly hooked, and the coldness of her eyes is a little thicker and brighter. It made people want to make the corner of her eye red.


    Ning Cong couldn''t help but stretch out his hand.


    Before he could touch Lu Qingze, his hand was held down.


    Ning Juan''s face was extremely bad, and every word was overwhelmed by a terrifying gloom: "King of Shu, have you seen my Tai Fu enough."


    He was called "Uncle Huang" just now, but now he¡¯s calling his tittle. It is a clear warning.


    In the end, this is the imperial palace after all, Ning Cong had to withdraw his hand, his eyes still glued to Lu Qingze, and his tone was light and slow: "I say¡­.., how did Your Majesty hide it?, there is such a beauty in this palace, but it is also hidden from people to see."


    Lu Qingze''s eyes turned cold again.


    In his previous life, he was harassed a lot, but he couldn''t casually get angry, so he hated it when others commenting on his appearance like this.


    Ning Juan''s chest was boiling with majestic anger, but there was not a single expression on his face.


    Ning Cong said loudly, "This king is holding a banquet tonight to wash away the dust. Why don''t Miss Lu come to my house and join?"


    " I am not feeling well," Lu Qing said lightly, "I am afraid that I will have to disappoint Your Majesty''s kindness."


    Instead of being unhappy at being rejected, Ning Cong licked his lips excitedly.


    Usually when people are unwell, their look is compromised, and their complexion is damaged. This Taifu Lu was ill but his appearance seems to be even more vibrant, and his weakness is not enough to overcome his features, which makes people''s blood surge.


    Ning Cong became more determined to get this person: "Since Ms. Lu is can¡¯t move around, why don''t this king go to your house?."


    Ning Juan stared at Ning Cong with a cold and calm look, hiding a hostility as light as a blade: "King of Shu, enough is enough."


    "This king just wants to make friends with Lord Lu," Ning Cong glanced at him and didn''t care, ¡°As long as Lord Lu is willing, His Majesty won''t have any problem, right?"


    Lu Qingze didn''t refuse just now. Isn''t it intentional?


    Ning Cong glanced at Lu Qingze again, and saw that he was wearing a snow-white fox fur, his cold complexion was softened a little, and his waist was upright and straight, thinking about being able to hold and press such a person under his body and do whatever he wanted. His heart is itching badly.


    Just based on appearance alone, it is not impossible to give him the position of a concubine.


    Just as he was about to get into trouble, Ning Juan raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "So that''s how it is, I guess back then, uncle also wanted to make friend with grandfather Taizu''s concubine."


    As soon as these words came out, even Chang Shun, who had bravely followed over, had his eyelids jumped.


    The other servants desperately moved to the side quietly, trying to narrow their presence for fear of bringing disaster.


    Ning Cong''s face instantly darkened.


    This scandal made him suffer from ridicule and disgrace back then, and he was eventually thrown away to the distant land of Shu.


    After Taizu''s death, no one dared to mention this matter in front of him again.


    But no matter how much you look down on this young emperor, he is still the emperor.


    Ning Cong''s eyes flashed a sinister murderous aura, he snorted coldly, and left.


    The beautiful attendant who followed him into the palace quickly followed and shouted, "Your Highness, wait for me!"


    When Ning Cong thought of Lu Qingze''s face, and then looked at his pet of an attendance; that he was quite satisfied with last night, he was even more upset.


    It''s just a bunch of uncouth, vulgar people.


    When Ning Zong left, Lu Qingzhe pressed his brow with a slight headache.


    It was windy outside, and the little emperor had a sullen face, not knowing what he was thinking, his face was blown a little red. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Juan into the sedan chair, and nodded to a group of trembling servants: "Go back to the Qianqing Palace."


    Ning Yan still didn''t make a sound.


    Just now, he caught a cold, and his throat became uncomfortable again. Lu Qing coughed twice, and said with a smile: "It is the minister who is being targeted, not your majesty. Why so gloomy."


    Ning Wan pursed her lips tightly, and said after a long while, "I just feel that I am useless."


    "What did your majesty say," Lu Qing coaxed him, "you just stabbed the king of Shu away?"


    Ning''s face still did not look good.


    Lu Qingze continued to coax, "If it wasn''t for Your Majesty coming to save the day, I don''t know what would have happened, but I''m glad you came to help me."


    He said it smoothly, he forgot to say that for a while, Ning Juan didn''t remind him, his face eased a little, looked at Lu Qingze, his brows furrowed again: "That scoundrel will certainly not stop here."


    Lu Qing saw that the little emperor''s hand was red from the cold, reached out to hold his hand, rubbed it lightly, and comforted him: "It''s okay, I''m a big man, he can''t possibly take me away in the street."


    Ning Wan''s eyelashes trembled.


    Lu Qingze''s health is not good, and his hands are naturally warm.


    But being held by those warm and delicate hands, it was like being covered by a piece of silky satin, and the faint but real warmth soaked in little by little through the place where the skin touched.


    He originally he wanted to withdraw his hand but somehow his action froze.


    Lu Qing just did it subconsciously, and it took a while for him to regain his senses.


    It was mentioned in the original work that tyrants hated physical contact with people since childhood, and the palace before and after his death was always empty. Whoever dared to remonstrate would be unlucky.


    There are a few who are beyond their own senses and dared to seduce Ning Juan, and the consequence is that wherever they touch him, they will be cut down.


    His scalp tingled, hurriedly retracted his hand.


    The last time was to teach him to write, this time is an act of kindness, not considered intentional contact, right?


    Ning Juan: "..."


    He held the hand stove and increase the temperature, dropping his eyelashes, his eyes fell on the pair of long, thin, white hands, giving rise to a bit of dissatisfaction.


    Why don''t you warm him up with your hands?


    The two of them sat facing each other thoughtfully, and after a while, Ning Juan continued the topic: "Not necessarily."


    Lu Qing raised his eyes: "Huh?"


    "The King of Shu is not new to bullying; men and women in his fiefdom are all a target," Ning Juan said with a sullen face, "Besides, he is a prince, you are a subject, If he insists on inviting you out, you can''t refuse it again and again."


    That makes sense.


    Lu Qing was hit with a headache by the unexpected disaster: "refuse it, anyway, everyone knows I am sick."


    "What about when he wants to go to your house, as he just did?" Ning asked rhetorically.


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    "At least in the palace, within my line of sight, he doesn''t dare to do anything to you." The little emperor''s handsome face looked very serious, "Anyway, you have to come to the palace to give lectures every day, and Wei Herong will not tolerate the vassal king to stay in the capital for too long, when Ning Cong is in the Capital, you should stay in the palace."


    That''s seem to be the only way, Lu Qing then said helplessly, "Thank you, Your Majesty - then I beg you to send someone to the Lu residence to tell the people in my residence that I won''t be going back for the time being."


    Ning Juan''s brows moved, remembering that he said there was someone in the house that waited for him, and squeezed the delicate hand stove: "I will send Changshun later, bring a message to who?"


    "Chen Xiaodao."


    It didn''t sound like a woman''s name, Ning Juan pretended to ask casually, "Who is he?"


    "The steward of the minister''s mansion," Lu Qing smiled, "I considered him to be my brother, who is a few years older than His Majesty."


    younger brother?


    Ning Juan pursed his lips, and a small jade snow dumpling face sunken.


    Lu Qing didn''t notice it, and was still pondering: "By the way, please ask Chang shun to help me take a few pieces of calligraphy out. Xiao dao is also studying calligraphy every day. When I''m away, I can only let him come to copy a book."


    There was a storm between Ning Juan''s brows, and his voice was raised a degree: "You''re teaching him to write calligraphy?


    Lu Qing was at a loss: "Yeah, what''s wrong?"


    Ning Juan said angrily, "Do you still remember that you are my teacher!"


    How can you teach others!


    Lu Qing smiled strangely: "Your Majesty, so you know that I am your teacher?"


    Ning Lan: "..."


    TThe young emperor''s unexplained anger lasted all morning, and it still hadn''t subsided by lunchtime.


    Lu Qing admitted that he had done nothing wrong and was not ready not ready to spoil the child.


    When parents have no line, they will make their arrogant children. The little emperor''s blackened temperament has to be mellowed and change.


    Changshun went out of the palace and brought back several packages of prepackaged medicinal materials.


    It is inconvenient to mention the reason why Lu Qing was unable to leave the palace. Chen Xiaodao was clever, and he only inquire a little. He didn''t ask any further questions. He was just worried about Lu Qingze''s health and asked Chang shun to supervise Lu Qingze medicine. He also asked Chang shun to delivered a message to Lu Qing to rest assured, and recuperate well in palace he will wait for him to return home.


    The young emperor was very concerned about Lu Qingzhe.


    The little emperor was quite upset, and snorted from his nose: "What medicine is not in the palace."


    Lu Qing glanced at him.


    Ning Juan read the book for three seconds, then raised his head again: "Later let the imperial doctor come and re-prescribe a prescription for you, what kind of quack doctor did your brother hire? It''s been so many days, and you still coughing so hard."


    Lu Qing listened to him quietly, took a sip of hot tea, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, I have been wanting to ask since a while ago."


    Ning Juan: "?"


    "Do you have any opinion on this minister brother?"


    "...Heh," Ning Juan''s little face stiffened, "How could I have any opinion on a little housekeeper!"


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 CH 8

    Chapter 08


    Translated by : Kumis Muscle Subs


    Lu Qing''s misty doubts in his heart dissipated, and he didn''t think about it any further.


    Also, Ning Juan had never even seen Chen Xiaodao, so how could he have any problem with him.


    At the same time Chang shun ordered someone to call the imperial physician, and lunch was also being sent.


    In the early days, Guanglu Temple was responsible for the emperor''s meals, but the food cooked by Guanglu Temple was really unpalatable, that only the frugal founding emperor did not mind.


    So the intolerable emperors have their own kitchens in the Qianqing Palace, and most of the eunuchs have no objection, and they test the food as much as possible, and the taste is quite good.


    Lu Qing is not in good health and has a poor appetite. In the past, he put down his chopsticks after taking two bites. Today, he had an appetizing melon and eggplant, so he couldn''t help but eat more.


    Ning Juan glanced silently, then lowered his eyes and buried his head to eat.


    Lu Qing put aside his chopsticks and looked at the little guy with interest.


    The little emperor has been eating well for some time, and his skinny little face has developed some tender little milk fat, and his long eyelashes are covered low, and his eyes are dark and bright, and he is becoming more and more beautiful like a porcelain doll.


    Lu Qingze can''t help but think, after solving the internal and external problems, maybe he can find a girl he likes to marry. If he could have a beautiful child, it would be even more perfect.


    When he was thinking about it, Ning, who had been stared for a while, could not bear to speak: "What are you staring at me for?"


    Lu Qing''s eyes folded slightly, and he smiled: "Looking at how cute your majesty is."


    Ning Juan had been fed up with the cynicism and contempt and abuse of the palace servants since childhood. Naturally, no one would say such things to him. His eyes widened and his ears warmed. After a while he burst out a word: ¡°Mischievous!¡±


    Children are so funny.


    Seeing his cramped look, Lu Qing held back a smile in his heart: "This minister is guilty."


    Ning wearily glared at him in shame.


    From the first time they met, he could see that Lu Qing was acting all mischievous even when he knew that he is at wrong and he also didn''t show any respect for him at all.


    But unlike those ministers and palace people who look down on him, Lu Qingze really just ...... treats him as a simple child.


    He¡¯s keep being more bold each time.


    A little bit of displeasure.


    But there is no distasteful feeling either.


    After lunch, the imperial physician came to diagnose Lu Qingze''s pulse and prescribed a new prescription.


    Lu Qingzhe loyal and brave, even if he¡¯s persecuted by the eunuchs, there are people in the court that admire him, such as this doctor, after seeing his weak look, can not help but to urge two more words: "Lord Lu hurt the core, do not think too much, recuperate well."


    The new prescription was sent by the doctor, and he took the new prescription to get the medicine.


    In front of the little emperor, Lu Qing took a sip of the new medicine without changing his face, choking in his heart.


    It was bitterer than the medicine Chen Xiaodao bought.


    During dinner, Lu Qing found that there was another melon and eggplant on the table.


    He couldn''t help but look at Ning Juan.


    The little emperor ate his own food as if nothing had happened, noticed his gaze, and raised his head to stare: "What are you looking at?"


    Lu Qing said leisurely: "It''s nothing, I just suddenly wanted to eat sugar steamed crispy cheese."


    Ning Juan looked at Chang shun subconsciously.


    He heard a muffled chuckle from the other side.


    Ning Juan clenched the jade chopsticks tightly: "..."


    Lu Qing blinked innocently: "What are you doing, Your Majesty, eat vegetables, eat more, and grow taller."


    Chang shun swallowed his saliva, and silently shrank back into the corner. He was extremely glad that the little emperor didn''t have the habit of throwing tantrum.


    Master Lu is really... too bold.


    Qianqing Palace has many warm pavilions, Lu Qingzhi temporarily live in the one not far from the young emperor.


    The night has completely fallen, the warmth of the day has been dissipated.


    Lu Qingze''s physique was extremely cold. After the warm atmosphere cooled down, the coolness seemed to have sucked all the heat from the quilt. His hands and feet were like blocks of ice, and he couldn''t feel warm at all.


    The whole palace is silent, the crows are silent, Lu Qing is so cold that he can''t sleep, so he can only get up and wants to go out to find the chamberlain on duty to help pour hot water.


    Once outside, he bumped into a chamberlain who looked familiar and was on duty in Qianqing Palace.


    Because of his previous life''s experience, Lu Qingzhi has developed an awareness, even if a tarzan suddenly jump out, he would not flinch, so a sudden appearance of the chambermaid does not scare him.


    He looked at the other party calmly: "This eunuch, what do you want to do in front of my house when you are not sleeping in the middle of the night?"


    The chamberlain also did not expect to directly collide with him, he¡¯s scared and gave a big jump, and tried his best to shush: "Lord Lu, Lord Lu, keep your voice down, do not let anyone hear!"


    Seeing that he neither came to assassinate nor steal, Lu Qing raised his eyebrows.


    The waiter smiled flatteringly: "This servant is entrusted by the noble to bring you something."


    Lu Qingzhe vaguely guessed a few points.


    Sure enough, the servant took out a piece of Hetian white jade pendant from his arms, and attached to it is a silk with a few lines written on it. Because there is no light outside, he could not see exactly what was written.


    "The noble man said that this is just a small gift. if your Excellency is willing to accept you can choose a rare treasures in the future."


    Lu Qing wrapped his cloak tightly, leaned lazily on the pillar, and took the jade pendant.


    The carving is exquisite, the texture is moist, at a glance it is worth a lot of money.


    He twirled the silk, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Okay, I''ll take it."


    The contempt in the servant''s eyes flashed past.


    Then he heard a faint question from overhead: "What else did that nobleman say?."


    Hearing this tone of voice, the chamberlain felt something wrong, peeked up to look, and met a gaze as frosty as snow.


    His cold sweat unconsciously emerged, knowing that in front of him was a sickly man who had to take three steps to gasp for breath, but his lips somehow trembled: "The nobleman said that Lord Lu followed small ...... follow His Majesty ...... "


    His voice was getting lower and lower, and he couldn''t speak.


    A voice suddenly sounded: "Follow me, what?"


    Ning Juan came out of the shadows, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness.


    I do not know how much I heard.


    The chamberlain''s face turned white and he knelt to the ground with a thud: "Your Majesty spare my life! Your Majesty spare my life!"


    The little emperor walked over to Lu Qingze with a blank face, and repeated, "Ning Cong said, follow me, what?"


    The tone of the gesture was too terrifying, and the extremely oppressive eyes shrouded it, not like what a child of this age could emit, the chamberlain simply clanking wildly kowtowing, not daring to squeak.


    Ning Juan nodded calmly: "It seems that you want to die."


    Hearing the killing intent in this voice, under the utter fear, the chamberlain blurted out: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu said that following His Majesty, His Majesty cannot satisfy Lord Lu!"


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    Ning Lan: "..."


    The chamberlain also realized what he had said, thumping even harder, his head was broken, crying as he thumped and begging for mercy with slurred speech.


    Lu Qing choked.


    This King of Shu is really only thinking of perverted stuff and he actually associate him with Ning Juan, this little brat!


    Ning Juan stared gloomily at the servant on the ground, and when he heard Lu Qingze''s voice, he turned to look at him angrily: "Are you still laughing?"


    Lu Qingzhe immediately clenched his fist against his lips: "Ahem, Your Majesty, what are you going to do about it?"


    The noise was so loud that the palace staff on night duty rushed to the scene.


    The murderous aura floated in Ning''s eyes: "Someone, drag this unfaithful servant down and as punishment hit him with fifty boards, if he is still breathing after the beating, throw him to the clothes-washing bureau."


    In TV shows, usually they shows people got beat up 500 times with big board, and after that they just rub some medicine. But in fact, if you¡¯re alive after getting hit 50 times with big boards you¡¯re absolutely lucky.


    If you die, you will die in pain.


    The waiter''s body softened, and he lost his strength immediately.


    Chang shun winked, let someone drag him down, cleared his throat, and his slightly shrill voice was full of warnings: "Have you all seen it? Whoever disloyal to His Majesty, this is what will happen!"


    After the last robbery incident, the Qianqing Palace used that excuse to change the palace staff, all of whom were carefully selected by Changshun. The first time they saw the little emperor make a move, they were silent and agreed.


    Ning Juan didn''t pay attention to others, waved his hand to signal everyone to step back, frowning at the jade pendant that Lu Qingze was playing with: "What are you still holding, don''t tell me, you really want to accept it."


    Lu Qingzhe tilted his head, smiling wryly: "Why not?"


    Ning Juan''s anger that had been suppressed a little bit rushed up again: "Didi you not get it! Do you really want to be Ning Zong''s forbidden property?"


    Lu Qing pinched his face, annoyed: "What nonsense, this jade pendant has the logo of the Prince of Shu, it is useful to keep it."


    Ning Juan became even more angry: "What''s the use, he gave you this jade pendant with the logo, just so you could go to him in person and when other people saw it, they shut and keep silent about it!¡±


    Lu Qingze couldn''t say what use it could be, but his intuition told him that it would be useful to keep. Seeing that the little emperor ran out in only thin bedclothes, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and he was really cold. The tone is still loose and lazy: "why did you get so angry?."


    Ning Juan didn''t know why he got so angry.


    But as soon as he thought of Ning Zong desiring Lu Qingzhe and trying to steal him away, and his mind that filled with salacious masturbation about Lu Qingzhe, he can''t help but want to get angry.


    The warm pavilion is lit up and bright, Lu Qingze stuffed Ning Juan into the quilt to warm up, the little emperor suddenly a jolt: "Why is it so cold in your quilt."


    Lu Qing secretly said: "Bear with me, qi deficiency body is cold."


    The cold plum fragrance and slightly bitter medicinal smell enveloped, Ning weary moved uncomfortably, and moved to the side.


    Lu Qingzhi didn''t care, unfolded the silk that he had been clutching for a long time to see what kind of bullshit Ning Zong had written.


    A closer look, it really is bullshit.


    "Seeing that Lu Lang''s skin is creamy, I give you a gift of fat jade, to complements each other. If I have the opportunity to appreciate and play together, there is no regret in this life."


    Lu Qing raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "It seems that he is going into the coffin with regret."


    Hearing this sentence, Ning Juan angered was suppressed.


    Not knowing if he can be affected, he couldn''t help but look at Lu Qingze''s hand.


    Those hands were indeed very beautiful.


    Each finger is like a white onion bamboo knot, long and slender, white as jade, vaguely visible light green veins, which is as pale as the beautiful jade of suet.


    Ning Juan just stared blankly at the corner of the hand that was holding the silk, and pressed against the candle, the flames lit up, and the slender fingers moved slowly and slowly, revealing a bit of calm and grace.


    Realizing what he was looking at, Ning Juan''s expression changed.


    Why is he paying attention to Lu Qingze like Ning Cong! Am i infected?


    The young emperor suddenly struggled a little, hastily jumped out from the warmth of the bed, and left the pavilion without saying a word.


    Lu Qing raised his eyes suspiciously, reluctant to left the heater in the quilt, did not follow him out, brushed his fingers, and lay down in confusion.


    What happened to this little majesty?

 CH 9

    The warmth in the quilt quickly dissipated, and Lu Qing seemed to be wrapped in a piece of cold iron. He didn''t sleep very well, so the whole day his spirit is not good, and he coughed constantly. , not very suitable for lectures.


    He simply put out the test questions for a few subjects, and give a small test in the classroom.


    The ancient arithmetic is quite inconvenient, he put modern mathematics into a simple way to teach Ning weary, the young emperor comprehended quickly, sitting upright at the table, seriously writing his dog crawl word.


    During lunch, Chang Shun, who had disappeared all morning, appeared in the warm pavilion, and as soon as he came in, he said, "Your Majesty, the servants have inquired. In the morning, the King of Shu lost his temper in the mansion, but no one knows what happened."


    Lu Qing was holding up the steamed cheese in front of him in amazement. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Oh? So no one else knows about what he did?"


    It''s not surprising that if the matter of bribing the emperor''s teacher in private, if it spreads out, not to mention what the officials in the capital will say, even Wei Herong will be on alert.


    No matter how stupid Ning Cong was, he knew it was best not to confront Wei Herong now.


    Changshun didn''t know what happened, but guessed that it was related to Lu Qingze: "It should be, it is said that the King of Shu was going to enter the palace, but when he received news, he reluctantly held back."


    Ning Juan''s cornered light secretly glanced at Lu Qingze, watching him toss the bowl of cheese with a spoon, his eyes slipped absently over his fingertips, and he frowned at the sound: "Are you still have appetite?"


    Lu Qing tapped on the table with two fingers: "Your Majesty, concentrate on the exam, you still have a big question to write."


    Ning Wan''s face wrinkled, and he lowered his head with a sullen face to fill in the big question.


    Changshun: "..."


    "The servants don''t dare," Chang Shun thought in a trance that he was dazzled, and blinked hard, "The servants heard that His Royal Highness Prince Jing is going to the capital this morning."


    Lu Qing then scooped two spoons of crispy cheese into his mouth, half squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and recalled the next.


    The children and grandchildren of the Great Qi generations are not very spread out, too many died, the children of Emperor Chong''an is also, too few survived, and finally only Ning Juan left.


    Nowadays, the closest of the royal bloodline is also King Shu Ning Cong and King Jing Ning Jing.


    Compared with Ning Cong, who is lustful and has a weak brain, King Jing''s reputation is much better. If it wasn''t for his biological mother who was just a lowly court lady, and the dynasty respected the establishment of successor rather than virtuous people, Emperor Chong''an probably won''t ascend to the throne so easily.


    Seeing the little emperor frowning, his snow-white face was solemn, and Lu Qing gently knocked on the edge of the bowl with a spoon: "What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"


    Ning Juan brows tightened even more: "Two vassal kings back to the capital, the situation in the capital is chaotic, you are not worried."


    "What''s there to worry about?" Lu Qing said slowly, "A pool of muddy waters in the capital is suitable for us to keep a low profile, and be the spectator in the back."


    The King of Shu has travelled thousands of miles to come, his covetousness for the throne is obvious, and the seemingly non-competitive King of Jing, how could he remain indifferent.


    Wei Herong should have a headache for these two vassals now, and has no time to trouble him and the little emperor.


    If you don''t take advantage of this time to hurry up and do the whole thing, you will be sorry for Emperor Chong''an''s ascension grace.


    Lu Qing was calm, and Ning Wan''s turmoil seemed to disappear. He nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and asked, "Where was that person last night?"


    Changshun lowered his head: "He ran out of breath when he reached the fortieth board."


    Ning Juan hummed lightly.


    Life in the palace is cheaper than grass, which he knew when he was five or six years old.


    Seeing Ning Juan''s indifferent attitude towards human life, Lu Qing stirred the cheese''s fingertips.


    He will teach the little emperor how to cherish the lives of others, but this is not the time to be benevolent.


    "I''m done," Lu Qing put down the bowl and got up to collect the papers, "Your Majesty, let''s have lunch first, I''ll see how you did with your answers."


    While Lu Qing was grading the papers, the carriage of Prince Jing''s mansion rumbled into the capital.


    The middle-aged man in the carriage had a refined face, closed his eyes, and listened to the report of the person kneeling in front of him.


    The subordinates have no details, and report the factors that have happened recently in the capital. At the end, he added: "By the way, on the palace road yesterday, the king of Shu stopped the emperor''s Tai Fu halfway. He shook his face. Hearing the news from the palace, the emperor was so angry that he didn''t fall asleep all night, and let that Master Lu stay in the palace to hide from the King of Shu."


    Hearing this, Ning Jing only opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with clarity and ridicule: "With the temperament of the fourth prince, I think that Lu Taifu was born well.¡±


    The subordinate said: "It is said that it is not bad, it is still the 24th year of Jian''an Jinshi and the first, last year''s champion, because he offended the eunuch, was thrown into the water prison, woke up after nine days, sick and crooked, I will visit his mansion. I scouted his house, he seems to have a few days to live, the late emperor on his deathbed, ordered him to be the new emperor''s Imperial Tutor."


    Ning Jing looked unpredictable: "Oh? Since he is the champion, he should teach the little majesty well."


    "No," the subordinate shook his head, "The new emperor used to live in the cold palace, he was not educated, and his progress in writing was slow. He is still studying the Analects of Confucius."


    Ning Jing looked slightly relaxed.


    A sick seedling, plus a little idiot, is not a big threat.


    The most important thing is the one in the cabinet. When dealing with Wei Herong, you have to be careful.


    "My lord, where shall we go now?"


    Ning Jing opened the curtains and looked in the direction of the imperial city, with a dark look in his eyes: "Into the palace."


    When King Jing entered the palace, he ran into the King of Shu, and the two came to see the little emperor together.


    When Lu Qing remembered the words on the silk last night, he couldn''t stop the goose bumps. Before the people came, he hid in the warm pavilion, but he was not worried that Ning Juan couldn''t handle it.


    Not to mention that in front of outsiders now, in the original work, when he was dormant in the early stage, Ning Juan disguised so that Wei Herong didn''t notice much, and when he reacted, the little emperor was already able to stand up to him. He would kill him with a single blow, and directly wipe Wei Herong''s family.


    The first thing you need to do is to play dumb, too dumb to be too fake, to be just right, and not let people notice.


    Ning Juan can grasp the proportions.


    Ning Juan did not disappoint Lu Qingze.


    Facing the two imperial uncles, he answered naively without being stupid, if he should not understand, he would not understand, and if he should be covered with news, he would be covered. There are slip of the tongue.


    It seems that he is indeed a wild emperor who has not received any education and grew up in a cold palace.


    Ning Cong never took the little emperor in his eyes, but he was worried about Ning Jing, and for a long time, his eyes couldn''t help but start to flutter: "Your Majesty, didn''t you leave Master Lu in the palace to give lectures, why can''t anyone see him?"


    Ning Jing laughed, and rolled his eyes without a trace by the gesture of lowering his head to drink tea.


    Here we go again.


    When he mentioned this, Ning Juan''s face didn''t look too good: "Taifu is not feeling well, and is taking a rest."


    Ning Cong''s face was thick-skinned: "This minister and Mrs. Lu are like old friends at first sight. He is not in good health. This minister should go and have a look. You guys talk, this king will go and visit Tai Fu Lu."


    Ning Juan said lukewarmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle. It''s just that the Imperial Physician instructed him not to be disturb when he is resting."


    Thinking of the face he saw yesterday, clear and cold like a thin piece of snow, the corner of the eye is also dotted with a charming tear mole ......


    Ning Cong was very itchy, smacking his tongue, but still refused to give up: "I heard that Lu Taifu did not teach very well, how about this, I recommend a few great scholars to Your Majesty, Your Majesty will exchange Lu Taifu to ......"


    Ning Juan had the heart to kill, his chest was boiling, and his tone became completely cold: "Uncle Huang, Taifu Lu was personally pointed to me by the late emperor. If you have any objection, you might as well go to the late emperor and tell him."


    As soon as these words came out, the whole house fell silent.


    It is true that he is still a child, so indolent.


    Seeing Ning Cong''s face instantly turned ugly, Ning Jing, who had seen enough excitement, laughed and said: "The King of Shu is just joking, why should His Majesty be angry. Fourth brother, His Majesty is eager to protect his teacher, so his words are a bit heavy, you are the elder, you should not mind."


    Ning Cong stared at Ning Juan sullenly, smiling but not smiling: " Sixth brother is joking, how could this king be bothered with a child?"


    The atmosphere was so stiff, and naturally the chat could not go on, and Ning Cong and Ning Jing left the Qianqing Palace together again.


    Ning Juan''s anger did not diminish at all.


    Not only was it because of Ning Cong''s condescending contempt, he also unabashedly coveted the people around him and dared to offer an exchange!


    The sense of humiliation was overwhelming.


    He is too weak now, has no power and no one at hand, and can''t even protect  Lu Qingze well.


    Power.


    Ning Juan clenched his fists tightly, grinding these two words between his teeth, his eyes darkened.


    Lu Qing rested for a while, rubbed his eyes and walked into the warm pavilion. He saw the little emperor looking like he was about to explode with anger, and squinted his eyes: "What have I told you before? As a ruler, even if you¡¯re happy or angry, you shouldn¡¯t show your colors ."


    Ning Juan glanced at him: "But I''m just angry."


    "If you are angry, take two deep breaths, press it down, and the wind and water will take turns. Go back and pay back ten times."


    Ning Juan listened to him and took two deep breaths. The faint fragrance of plum and the smell of medicine rushed into the air, and the sullenness in his heart was relieved, but he was still depressed: "Can''t you be emotional when you become an emperor?"


    Seeing him calm down, Lu Qing couldn''t help pinching the angry little face again, and said with a smile, "Of course it can, but it depends on who it is in front of. For example, in front of your wife and me, if you want to laugh or make a scene or be pampered, feel free."


    Ning Juan avoided his hand and sneered at these words: "I never act like a spoiled child."


    This little brat has not even called him teacher until now.


    Lu Qing shook his head secretly.


    Find a chance to promote a little more trust.


    At night, Lu Qing was invited into Ning Juan''s bedroom.


    The little emperor had changed into a white bedclothes and was sitting on the bed, his little legs swaying unconsciously, when he saw Lu Qingzhi come in, he raised his chin and indicated Lu Qingzhi to look at the Luohan couch with thick mattress: "You sleep there."


    The Luohan couch is under the window, and the branch window has been firmly closed, and the layer of paper has been glued, so that the wind will not penetrate.


    The couch is a little narrow, but Lu Qingzhi''s body is thin, so he can sleep on it without being unable to stretch out.


    Judging from the little emperor''s awkward character, this is because he was watching him cold in the bed last night and caring about him around the corner?


    But again, with the young emperor''s wary nature, it is unlikely that he would allow to sleep in a room with him, after all, he is not yet fully trusted.


    Unless it''s ......


    The answer to this question is: "Oh, no wonder you were so angry during the day, Ning Cong is crazy again?"


    Ning Lian hummed heavily: "Lu Tai Fu, Ning Zong really dare to snatch you away in the street."


    There was a harassment last night, and he was worried for Lu Qingze sleep alone.


    And...it will be very cold.


    Ning Lan lowered her long eyelashes, not wanting to admit that he cared about Lu Qingze, climbed onto the bed, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes: "If you dare to grind your teeth and snort in your sleep, I will throw you out."


    Fierce.


    Lu Qing was amused: "The minister follows the order."


    After all, it is the little emperor''s nest, and the couch is more comfortable than the bed last night.


    Lu Qing didn''t rest well last night and was tired. Not long after he lay down, his consciousness was blurred.


    In a daze, he didn''t know how long he had slept, when Lu Qing suddenly heard a very subtle sound.


    His body is weak and his sleep is shallow, but often when he wakes up, his body''s response takes a few beats slowly. When he opens his eyes with difficulty, he sees a few dark shadows passing by the window.


    Because he happened to be sleeping by the window, he saw it.


    Lu Qing''s eyelids jumped and he realized something was wrong.


    There are a bunch of warm pavilions in the Qianqing Palace, just to let the emperor change his residence frequently to prevent assassination.


    Those people were scouting from room to room.


    He did not make a sound, looked at the pitch-black interior, bowed and quietly got off the couch, groping in the dark to wake up the young emperor and find a place to hide and call the guards.


    The door latch was pried open just as he reached the bed.


    The moment the door latch was pried, Ning Juan had already opened his eyes vigilantly, but before he could move, he was suddenly picked up by someone. At the same time, screams came from outside, mixed with screams: "Assassin There are assassins!"


    The assassin who found this room also found two people, and the sharp knife light came immediately!


    Ning Juan''s first reaction was not fear, but a peaceful thought: I''m about to be left behind again.


    The concubine Jing, who had just been sent to the cold palace, actually had a servant girl with her, who had watched him grow up and had a good relationship.


    Later, when Jing Concubine died, there was no shelter, and the Queen''s people came to the cold palace several times to make trouble, planning to get rid of the big one first, and then settle the small one.


    The maid left him and went to another master.


    He still remembers the look of guilt, heartlessness, timidity and fear in his eyes, so he doesn''t want to recall too much, forcing himself to erase the impression.


    Seeing that the friendship he grew up was still like this, he and Lu Qing had only known each other for more than a month. In the face of life and death, he would not be surprised if Lu Qing left him and fled by himself.


    But the hand that holds him does not have half a sign of loosening, and even tightened a few points, deftly dodging the knife, fleeing to the screen behind, a fierce kick.


    The assassin was smashed by the fallen jade screen, and his movements inevitably slowed down. When he rushed up again, he suddenly screamed.


    He was led to the side of the charcoal basin by Lu Qingze, who was familiar with the room. He stepped in without paying attention to his feet.


    Lu Qing took the opportunity to shrink down and rushed to the door!


    However, the outside was also chaotic, and it was not much safer than the inside. The moment they rushed out, they had been noticed.


    "Listen," Lu Qingze''s breath was a little chaotic, but his voice was still calm, and he spoke very fast, "You hide in the flowers, Jinyiwei will be there soon, and Zheng Yao, the commander of Jinyiwei, is trustworthy."


    As soon as the words fell, the assassins in the house had already chased out, and the assassins in front also split the two palace servants and came with their knives!


    Seeing that he was about to be attacked from the front and back, Chang Shun did not know where to hit and rushed out diagonally. He threw himself at the assassin behind him.


    The assassin in front had already killed him, and the moment the snow-white cold blade slashed straight at the little emperor, Lu Qing suddenly turned to one side and blocked the knife.


    The sharp pain that exploded in an instant made him tremble, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his hands lost their strength..


    His consciousness was somewhat chaotic, forgetting that he was thinking of finding opportunities to promote trust during the day, and also forgetting that the one in his arms was an emperor, and all he could do was protect his students.


    Is his live his  second life in vain?


    This thought flashed through Lu Qingze''s mind quickly, and there seemed to be some noise in his ears, someone was coming.


    He was hugged by a pair of small hands, and those hands were neither light nor heavy, and his voice was sluggish but hurried: "Why?"


    Guessing what he wanted to ask, Lu Qing''s pale lips curved, and his hoarse voice was soft and slow: "Because...you are my student."


    Even if it wasn''t for Ning Juan today, he wouldn''t leave his students to escape.


    Ning Juan was stunned in place, seeing Lu Qing closing his eyes in pain, his head suddenly buzzed: "Teacher...Teacher!"

 CH 10

    The moment Lu Qing closed his eyes, Ning Yan only felt that the blood all over his body cooled down.


    He mechanically probed Lu Qingze''s breath and felt the weak breath before he regained his senses. He hugged Lu Qingze and said sternly, "Where''s the imperial doctor!"


    The Jin Yi Guards on night patrol had restrained all the assassins, and the leader of them, wearing a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring sword at his waist, knelt down with a bang: "I hope Your Majesty will forgive me for being late in rescuing you, Zheng Yao! The Imperial Doctor is on his way, Tai Fu Lu has lost too much blood, we can first sprinkle this powder to stop the bleeding for Tai Fu Lu."


    This is what Lu Qingze said, someone who can be trusted?


    Ning Fan looked at him coldly.


    The sight of a child in his early ten years actually caused a thin layer of sweat on Zheng Yao''s forehead unconsciously.


    During the reign of Emperor Chong''an, Jin Yiwei lived like a puppet under the oppression of the East Chamber. After the eunuch was removed, the East Chamber could not make move anymore. The civil service group headed by Wei Herong suppressed military generals, but the Jingyiwei still had no backbone, and its presence was thin.


    He was promoted to the commander of Jinyiwei, but his life was quite hopeless, and he had to live by it. Since the new emperor took office, he has also had some power. To observe the young emperor, to test whether it is worth trusting loyalty.


    Seeing Emperor Chong''an''s panic and yelling when he was assassinated, Zheng Yao couldn''t help but glanced at the new emperor from the corner of his eye, and was slightly surprised when he saw the cold expression on the young boy''s face.


    It is rumored that the new emperor is stupid and cowardly, and is a puppet in Wei Herong''s palm.


    But he felt that this was an alpha wolf that was dormant without showing its fangs and claws.


    Almost instantly, he had an idea in his mind.


    At the same time, Ning Juan also said lightly: "Bring it up."


    Without any hesitation, Zheng Yao offered the hemostatic medicine in both hands, Ning Juan took it, but instead of using it directly on Lu Qingze, he took out a dagger from his arms and slashed on his arm without blinking. Light blood appeared.


    Chang Shun, who was dazed by the fall, rubbed his head, trembling brows and hissing: "Your Majesty!"


    "I am the emperor." Ning tired of pulling the stopper of the medicine bottle, the pupils are extremely black, as if peering into the inexhaustible pond, staring at Zheng Yao, "Zheng commanders, you have to bear the responsibility."


    Zheng Yao''s heart trembled: "Yes...Yes!"


    Ning Juan poured the medicinal powder into his hands, and when he saw the bleeding stopped quickly, he carefully removed Lu Qingze''s thin, soft, blood-soaked bedclothes and sprinkled the medicinal powder on his wound.


    Even though he had lost consciousness, Lu Qing still curled up slightly in pain.


    The originally pale face was bloodless at the moment, but there was a few splashes of blood on his face, and a small spot just fell on the tear mole at the end of the eye, which was so beautiful and thrilling.


    Ning Juan took another deep breath, and this time the plum fragrance smelled thick with blood.


    He calmed down completely, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Lu Qingze''s eyes: ""Someone, carry the teacher carefully to the house, cover up the quilt, the teacher is afraid of cold."


    As soon as the assassins slaughtered, there were not a few palace servants left, and they were all stunned, but Jin Yiwei stepped forward to help bring Lu Qing into the house.


    There were many corpses on the ground, and in the night, the blood spilled like ink, and the thought of Lu Qing would almost become one of them, Ning Juan''s heart couldn''t stop tightening.


    But he remembered what Lu Qing said, that a ruler should not show his joy or anger.


    So he looked at Zheng Yao calmly: "Have you found out what''s going on?"


    The atmosphere in the yard was inexplicably condensed, almost breathless, Jin Yiwei, who was holding the assassin, swallowed: " Your Majesty, they are all dead soldiers, there is no sign on them, the other dead soldiers swallowed poison and committed suicide immediately when they were caught, the rest of this ......"


    His face showed two dilemmas: "The tongue has been cut, and the consciousness is also very dull."


    I''m afraid I won''t be able to ask anything.


    Ning Juan knew very well that there were many people who wanted to kill him, but very few would do it.


    He raised his eyes, his dark eyes fell on the dead soldier who was kneeling on the ground, and he recognized the one who stabbed Lu Qingze.


    The still skinny little boy leaned down, picked up the knife that had fallen on the ground, held the long knife with blood stains upside down, and walked to the dead man step by step.


    The long knife made an uncomfortable sound on the floor tiles, stabbing and dragging it clearly, making people in the yard tremble.


    Ning Juan''s footsteps stopped in front of the dead man with no expression: "Ning Cong sent you here?"


    This kind of dead man has undergone special training, and there is no expression in his dead eyes, and he looks at him indifferently.


    Ning Juan didn''t care and nodded, "You can die."


    In the next instant, the dull sound of flesh breaking open sounded, and blood splashed up and landed on the young emperor''s tender face.


    The bloody blade surface under the moonlight glowed with a snow-white cold light, and everyone''s pupils shrank.


    Zheng Yao''s cold blood, which had been silent for a long time, boiled over at this moment.


    How could a mediocre and incompetent emperor, who was greedy for life and fear of death, give birth to such a son?


    At this moment, he completely made up his mind, knelt down neatly and clasped his fists, his head lowered, and offered his first loyalty: "I am willing to serve your majesty!"


    Ning Juan released the handle of the knife and looked at Zheng Yao.


    The gaze above his head was heavy, as if he was thinking, sizing, and exploring with a bit of exploration. After a while, Zheng Yao heard the little emperor ask: "Can you be a good knife for me?"


    Being stared at by him, Zheng Yao said sternly. "I will not resign from death."


    Ning did not answer, and only after a long time did he throw out something that landed on the corpse of a dead soldier.


    Zheng Yao took a closer look, and his eyes became even more surprised.


    This little majesty is even more unfathomable than he thought.


    He could tell at a glance that this was a genuine jade pendant with the private logo of the Shu Palace!


    Ning Juan took the veil handed by Chang shun, and wiped the blood on his face and handsindifferently: "Do you know what happened tonight in the Qianqing Palace?"


    Zheng Yao thought about it and said respectfully: "When the minister brought someone here, His Majesty had already fainted in hiding in the arms of Mrs. Lu. During the fight, the jade pendant fell out of the assassin''s arms."


    Ning Juan nodded and walked to the warm pavilion.


    After a pause, as if remembering something, he turned his head and added: "There is one more."


    "Your Majesty, please speak."


    "...When the assassins attacked, they scratched Mr. Lu''s face."


    He didn''t want anyone to covet Lu Qingze anymore.


    Zheng Yao was stunned for a moment, but didn''t quite understand the deep meaning of it.


    But he just offered his loyalty, and before His Majesty could see what he was capable of, he seemed very unwise to ask questions.


    He gave a deep salute, commanded people to move the corpses in the courtyard, picked up the jade pendant, prepared to make a fuss, and left people to patrol Qianqing Palace closely.


    Lu Qing was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.


    The knife wound fell on his shoulder, but fortunately it didn''t hurt the vital point, but the blood loss made the already weak body even weaker, and it was a few days after he woke up in chaos.


    The mattress under him was dry, soft and warm, and there seemed to be some warm items beside him.


    Lu Qing was in a daze, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, but it involved the wound on his shoulder. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. I''m alive?


    Immediately, his body woke up, his eyelids were stretched open, and he noticed a small group of things curled up beside him.


    Lu Qing lowered his head with half-squinted eyes.


    Ning Juan curled up hugging himself, lying beside him quietly asleep.


    The usually cold spoken, clawed little emperor sleeps in a docile position, soft black hair cascading down, eyelashes lowered, lining the handsome snow-white little face soft and innocent, with a little cat cub begging for warmth.


    Lu Qing suspected that he hadn''t woken up yet.


    The little brat actually ran beside him and fell asleep?


    As soon as he moved, he woke up Ning Juan, the little emperor opened his eyes, and after being stunned for a while, his eyes lit up: "Teacher is finally awake!"


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    Is this hallucination?


    Ning Juan always tried to pretend to be mature and serious, but now he couldn''t hide his happiness. He got out of the quilt and shouted to the outside: "Shunzi, immediately call the doctor Yuan, the teacher is awake!"


    Chang Shun, who was waiting outside, answered and hurriedly ran to call someone.


    Lu Qing wanted to move, but was gently held down by Ning Juan: "Teacher is injured on the shoulder, be careful not to move."


    At this moment, Lu Qing basically confirmed that he should be awake, looked at the little emperor''s blushing face, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Your Majesty finally remembered that I am your teacher?"


    Ning Juan became embarrassed: "I...I, is the teacher angry?"


    Lu Qing looked at the changes of the little emperor, and had a strange sense of accomplishment when he saw a wolf pup who didn''t know how to restrain his claws being domesticated into a puppy, and laughed and teased him: "It seems like I got my money''s worth, finally letting Your Majesty know how good I am."


    Ning Wan pursed her lips.


    In fact, from the first meeting, he already knew that Lu Qing treated him well.


    It''s just that he didn''t know if Lu Qingzhe would be like the palace maid who abandoned him, after all, before abandoning him, that person treated him well too.


    But Lu Qing was obviously different. When he approached him from the beginning, he was different from everyone else.


    Lu Qing didn''t continue to tease the child, his eyes wandered on Ning Juan''s body: "Okay, no need to mention trivial matters. Are you injured? How many days have I slept? How is it outside?"


    Ning Juan closed his cuffs silently, hid his scratched arm, and replied obediently: "No injuries, Jin Yiwei has taken down all the assassins, and it has been four days now. Teacher''s clever plan, the jade pendant really worked, Ning Cong was captured by Jin Yiwei and is now handed over to the Criminal Department for trial."


    The first thing that Zheng Yao wanted to do was to take Ning Zong to the North Zhenfu Division, to revive the glory of Jinyiwei, but Ning Juan coldly scolded him as an idiot, so he reacted in a cold sweat and pressed his mind.


    The commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army Battalion is a fan of Wei Herong, and he can''t confront Wei Herong head-on at the moment.


    After listening to what happened in the past few days, Lu Qing realized something.


    The commander of Jinyiwei in the original book, Zheng Yao, is fierce and cruel, and is the most loyal subordinate of the tyrant.


    It is also good.


    Ning Cong''s gift of the jade pendant was done without the knowledge of outsiders. The only servant who could prove that he sent the jade pendant was also dealt with by Ning Juan. He lift a stone to smash their own feet, a mouthful of old blood have to spit out.


    A piece of jade pendant alone, although it can''t play a decisive role, can''t prove that the assassination was his order, but it is enough to cause him a lot of trouble.


    Originally, this matter could be big or small. Ning Cong refused to admit it, saying that he was framed, but the identity of the vassal king was sensitive, and it was just when the new emperor ascended the throne. King Jing secretly helped, Wei Herong once again only had to push.


    Enough to eat his crime.


    The most important thing is that after such an encounter, it is impossible for Ning Cong to stay in the capital again. This greasy nausea can finally go back, along with Ning Jing also have to return to the feudal state as soon as possible.


    Lu Qing, on the other hand, was quite satisfied.


    After the two said a few words, the imperial doctor who diagnosed the pulse came. It was the same doctor Yuan who came often before, but before the person came in, Ning Juan suddenly got up and put down the curtain. .


    Imperial Physician Yuan also seemed to be used to it.


    Lu Qing saw that something was wrong, so he didn''t say a word for the time being. After the imperial doctor prescribed the prescription and left, he turned his eyes and looked at the little emperor whose face was obviously a little vacant: "Tell me, what''s going on?"


    Ning Juan cautiously said: "I said, can the teacher not be angry?"


    Lu Qing: "Not necessarily."


    Ning Juan lowered his head and unconsciously tugged at the corners of the quilt. Because of his anxiety, his voice was much lower: "I told the outside world... the teacher''s face was hurt by an assassin."


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    You are really a big filial son.


    But this face has really caused him a lot of trouble from the past till the present.


    Especially this assassination, nine times out of ten is done by Ning Zong, Ning Zong will directly strike, of course, there is the reason of coveting the throne, the rest, I''m afraid, also indirectly a bit of his reason - after all, Ning Juan, in order to protect him, offended Ning Zong several times.


    Lying on his stomach all the time, the blood was blocked, and it was uncomfortable. Lu Qing moved slightly and said lazily: "Okay, then I can only learn from the King."


    Ning Juan heart also breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a soft smile.


    Finally, there are fewer messy people coveting the teacher.


    The two people''s brain circuits did not match, but also does not prevent the atmosphere and happiness.


    Lu Qing asked about other situations, and Ning Juan answered very appropriately.


    The more appropriate he was, the more Lu Qing felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he just woke up, his mind was not very clear, and he was thinking, when Chang shun''s voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Lu House''s housekeeper Chen came again to ask for an audience, are you also refusing to see him today?"


    Lu Qing finally reacted and turned his head to look at Ning Juan in shock.


    The little emperor flattened his mouth, showing a bit of unwilling resentment: "...Bring it here."


    Chang shun, i¡®m afraid that you will lost your month''s salary this time.

 CH 11

    As soon as the news that the emperor was assassinated and Lu Qing was injured to protect the emperor came out, Chen Xiaodao flew out of the imperial city, but because he didn''t have main license, he couldn''t enter the palace without authorization, so he could only ask for help every day. Most of his time these days, he just squatting outside the palace.


    Fortunately, the leader of the Imperial Guard knew him well, and when he was on duty, seeing him squatting pitifully outside, kindly revealed the news that Lu Qing''s life was not in danger, which reassured him a lot.


    Maybe it was because there is an assassin in the palace, and it was still in chaos, so His Majesty didn''t let him enter the palace?


    Chen Xiaodao was bored counting the ants on the ground when Changshun came to invite him.


    The palace city was covered with blue tiles and flying rafters, and the tall and solemn palaces were lined up one after the other, with an imposing atmosphere.


    Chen Xiaodao would have been very interested, but he was concerned about Lu Qingze, so he didn''t have the interest see around. He slipped his money into the arms of the eunuch, who led the way: "This eunuch how is my young master?"


    The young emperor''s attitude toward Lu Qingzhe was obvious to all, so Changshun dared not accept anything from Lu''s people and smilingly pushed the silver back: "Butler Chen, don''t worry, Lord Lu has woken up."


    Chen Xiaodao was completely relieved.


    When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace and entered the warm pavilion, he saw a pale Lu Qingzhe sitting by the bed, Chen Xiaodao''s eyes turned red and he rushed up regardless, hugged Lu Qingzhe''s waist and cried out, "Sir! How can you be so unlucky, every time you go to the palace, something happens, I''m worried to death!"


    ... your rant is so sharp.


    Lu Qing then thought with mixed feelings.


    He was bumped, involving the wound, dark hissed, but did not show it. He rubbed the boy''s head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and sighed, "Okay, isn''t it all right?"


    Chen Xiaodao was about to continue speaking, when a cool voice came from beside him, sounding young: "You pulled the teacher''s wound."


    Chen Xiaodao was startled, let go of Lu Qingze, took a few steps back, and then noticed that the young man sitting on the back side, despite his young age, had an amazing aura.


    Is this the legendary emperor?


    Chen Xiaodao hurriedly knelt down: "Caomin has seen His Majesty and was too excited just now, His Majesty  please pardon me."


    Ning Juan didn''t speak just now, but was looking at Chen Xiaodao and making a secret comparison.


    He looks average and looks dull, so he definitely can''t compare to him.


    It wasn''t until Chen Xiaodao threw himself into Lu Qingze''s arms that he was a little annoyed.


    Lu Qing also touched his head!


    He leaned over to Lu Qingze''s side, hugged Lu Qingze''s arm, and held it carefully: "Does the teacher hurt? Is the injury cracked should we ask the Imperial Doctor to take a look?"


    Chen Xiaodao was ignored, and keenly felt a little strange.


    Was it his illusion, why does the little majesty seem... to have a problem with him?


    Lu Qing waved his hand: " Not so delicate, hurry up and get Xiaodao up."


    The little emperor pursed his lower lip, glanced at Chen Xiaodao unkindly, and said lightly: "Pingshen, for the sake of the teacher, not to bother to with you."


    It really seems to be a misconception, that is, the royal rules are many, right?


    Chen Xiaodao didn''t think about it further, and got up and asked carefully.


    He was worried for the past few days. He couldn''t sleep well if he didn''t rest well. He also had some dark circles under his eyes. Lu Qing touched the child''s head: "What can happen to me in the palace, you go back and have a good rest."


    Chen Xiaodao murmured, "Didn''t you suffer this injury in the palace?"


    Ning Juan felt a stab in his heart and faintly fainted.


    Lu Qing hurriedly reassured: "It''s not His Majesty''s problem."


    Ning Wan''s face became even more uneasy.


    The teacher affectionately called this housekeeper Xiaodao, but called him Your Majesty!


    The distance between the two can be seem from the name calling.


    Chen Xiaodao originally had something to do, and was going to wait for the little emperor to leave. Unexpectedly, after chatting for a long time, the little emperor was still sticking to Lu Qingze''s side, so he could only hint to Lu Qingze: "By the way, the matter that the young master entrusted to me before entering the palace, I also finished it."


    Lu Qing understood as soon as he heard it, and thought about it, this is a gift he specially prepared, waiting to surprise the little emperor, so let''s avoid it first.


    After thinking about it, he turned his head and said pleasantly: "I have been in a coma for the past few days, has Your Majesty''s homework fallen behind?"


    Ning Juan was being stabbed again.


    Is there anything he don¡¯t know? He had to avoid telling him.


    But even if he was reluctant, he was stared at by Lu Qingze''s gentle and bright eyes, he moved a bit, stood up slowly, and said in a low voice, "You guys talk first, I''ll go to the study."


    As he said that, he secretly raised his eyes, showing a pitiful look, trying to make Lu Qing relent and change his mind.


    ...


    What a pitiful look of a drowning puppy?


    Lu Qing couldn''t help touching his head. The little emperor was tough, but his hair was soft: "Go ahead."


    The bloody smell on his body has been washed away, only the familiar plum fragrance and the bitter medicinal smell are left, and his head is touched. Ning Juan is very happy, but still a little unhappy, he turned his head and left the warm pavilion three steps at a time.


    With no one else left, Chen Xiaodao finally stopped being so awkward. He slumped down and said with a bitter face, "There are so many rules in this palace, you are really suffering, young master."


    Lu Qing laughed: "Don''t say this in front of other people - Master Fan went to get the medicine?"


    Chen Xiaodao nodded: "I went there the day before yesterday. I bought the medicine he needed and gave it to him according to the young master''s instructions. Master Fan is very grateful. If the young master was not in the palace, he would have come to thank master long ago."


    Lu Qing smiled: "Well done."


    "Then, my lord, are you going to stay in the palace? You won''t be able to see Lord Fan here either, right?"


    Ning Cong was now locked up and couldn''t take care of himself, so he didn''t need to be sheltered in Qianqing Palace.


    Lu Qing then hmmed, "I''ll go and speak to His Majesty."


    Unexpectedly, Lu Qingzhe''s desire to return to the house was rejected by Ning weary in one breath.¡¯


    Ning Juan saw that he was still walking down the ground, his face was very ugly, he helped him sit down, and reiterated: "No."


    Lu Qingzhi: "But the King of Shu is no longer a threat for the time being, and my presence here also disturbs Your Majesty ......"


    Ning Juan interrupted him, "Teacher also knows that the King of Shu is only ''temporarily'' no longer a threat, he will soon be released by the Ministry of Punishment, this time we have completely offended him, it is too dangerous for teacher to be outside."


    After speaking in a hurry, he lowered his eyes again, his face full of loneliness: "And the Qianqing Palace is so big, but I am the only one here all alone, how can the teacher bother me."


    Lu Qing was struck by this pitiful appearance.


    The little guy is in the palace alone, and he is very scared, right?


    And Ning Juan was right. Before Ning Cong left the capital, he probably would still be a threat. For now, it was safest to stay in the palace.


    If this body is chopped again, Lu Qing afraid it will be completely over. He has been haunted by the shadow of death in his last life, and he is still have to be more cautious about his own life now too.


    Lu Qing was persuaded: "Okay, then I''ll talk to Xiaodao."


    Ning Juan was originally happy because of the first two words, but when he heard the second sentence, he was very uncomfortable, and said with a pressure: "I will help you."


    Lu Qing changed his mind after going out and came back. Chen Xiaodao hesitated. Under the cool and indifferent gaze of the little emperor, he could only tell Lu Qing to pay attention to his body again and again, and then he left reluctantly.


    Chang shun brought the boiled medicine, and Ning Juan took it personally, trying to enhance his relationship by feeding the medicine.


    The young emperor''s hesitancy was not apparent to Lu Qingze, who cut over and pinched his nose and closed his eyes, and poured it down in one gulp, with very skilled movements.


    Ning Lan: "..."


    After waking up and tossing for a while, Lu Qing was already a little out of energy. After drinking the medicine, drowsiness continued to roll in. Ning Juan saw it, helped him to lie down, and tucked him the quilt intimately: "Rest assured, teacher, no one will disturb you."


    Comparing the attitude of the little emperor before and now, Lu Qing sighed in his heart, but he really didn''t have the energy to tease anything. He blinked and fell into a deep sleep.


    This sleep was extraordinarily long. When he closed his eyes, it was still light outside, and when he woke up again in a daze, it was quiet outside, and it should have been night.


    He felt thirsty before his eyes opened, and was about to struggle to get up to find water when he felt something close to him, slightly cool, and carefully tested his breath.


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    If you are to a normal person, you would be frightened and take off at the same time.


    He opened his astringent eyelids and breathed evenly, so the person beside the bed did not notice that he had woken up.


    It was a small figure bent over, and Lu Qing could see who it was at a glance.


    Speechless for a moment, Lu Qingze asked amusedly: "Your Majesty, have you finished the test?"


    When he opened his mouth coldly, Ning was so frightened that his scalp exploded and he almost jumped up, so he almost scream.


    Then he calmed down: "When did the teacher wake up?"


    "I just woke up and saw Your Majesty sneaking around my bed," Lu Qing was laughing, "Your Majesty, It''s in the middle of the night, why did you come to my room instead of sleeping properly in your own chambers?"


    Ning Juan pursed his lips, and after a while, he replied in a low voice, "I''m afraid the teacher will die."


    When he was five years old, his mother left him in his sleep.


    When he woke up, Jing Concubine was no longer breathing.


    Ning Juan''s voice was calm, but Lu Qing felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and reached out to pull him, only to find that the little emperor was cold all over, and when he touched it again, he was only wearing a bedclothes.


    Lu Qing sighed and moved into the bed: "I am not dead, I alive and well - come up quickly, don''t you afraid catching the cold!"


    Although the charcoal pot was burned in the house, it was warm but without the floor heater, it would definitely be cold to walk around in bedclothes alone at night.


    Ning Juan was stun for three seconds, then slipped into the quilt and was wrapped in the warm plum fragrance.


    In the few days when Lu Qingze was a sleep, he slept by Lu Qingze''s side all the time, so that he could check Lu Qingze''s breathing at any time to confirm that he was still alive.


    This man looked like it was made of snow, and it would melt away without a sound after a little exposure to the wind and the sun.


    Today, when he went back to sleep by himself, he tossed and turned and couldn''t fall asleep. He had to come and take a look to feel at ease.


    Lu Qing took a nap, and now he is not too sleepy: "Your Majesty..."


    Ning Juan said coldly, "Guo Guo."


    Lu Qing was stunned: "What?"


    Ning Juan curled up beside him in a small ball and whispered, "My baby name, this is how mother consort called me."


    He also wanted Lu Qing to call him intimately like Chen Xiaodao.


    And to be more intimate.


    This child was born in the royal family. He suffered a lot when he was a child, and his desire for warmth is stronger than ordinary people.


    Lu Qing''s heart softened, and his voice became softer: "Then when there are no outsiders in the future, I will call your majesty that, okay?"


    Ning Guoguo.


    The tyrant actually has such a cute nickname, which is not mentioned in the original book.


    Knowing that he must be smiling softly now, Ning Juan opened his eyes wide, wanting to see Lu Qing''s smile in the dark, but unfortunately he could only see a vague outline, and whispered, "Teacher can call me that now."


    "Okay, Guoguo," Lu Qing said with a smile, "are you acting like a spoiled child to the teacher?"


    Ning Juan hesitated and said nothing.


    A few days ago, he said "I never act like a spoiled child" in front of Lu Qingze.


    Lu Qing guessed the embarrassment of the little brat, laughed softly, and stopped teasing him: "You are still a child, and you have the power to act like a spoiled child. In front of me, you don''t have to be restrained."


    The night flowed silently for a long time, and then he heard Ning Juan''s "um" sound, and his voice was a little unstable, as if it was trembling.


    Lu Qing patted him on the back instead and coaxed, "Go to sleep."


    Ning Juan didn''t speak for a while, but Lu Qing thought he was asleep, so he closed his eyes again, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear: "Does the teacher like me?"


    A little shy and embarrassed to ask.


    Lu Qing didn''t expect that the juvenile version of the tyrant would ask such a question, so he couldn''t help laughing: "Of course."


    Unexpectedly, the little emperor''s next sentence was: "Does the teacher like Chen Xiaodao?"


    ...


    Lu Qing opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Yes."


    All of them were his good children.


    Thinking about everything in the daytime, Ning Juan felt very aggrieved: "Does the teacher like Chen Xiaodao more?"


    The heart can''t help but say: quick, say you like me more!


    Lu Qing pondered for a while: "No, I treat everyone equally."


    Ning Lan: "..."


    The author has something to say:


    Ning Guoguo: Chen Xiaodao is still alive, but in my heart, he is already dead.

 CH 12

    The next day, when Lu Qing woke up, Ning Juan was talking to Changshun in a low voice outside.


    He wanted to get up, but hurt his back shoulder, no one to help, it is difficult to get up without disturbing the wound, and his mouth is really thirsty, patiently waiting for a while, listen to the conversation stopped, only then he voice to speak: "Can you pour me a glass of water?"


    There was a rustling outside, and the little emperor ran in. Before Chang shun could make a move, he held water and brought it to Lu Qingze''s mouth: "How is teacher today?"


    "It''s much better." Lu Qing took two sips from the teacup held by the child. His dry throat was moistened and felt a little better. He raised his eyes and asked, "What are you talking about outside?"


    Ning Juan laughed: "Changshun found a few masks, I''m looking for which one is suitable for the teacher."


    It''s just a mask, what else is suitable or not?


    Lu Qing was silent: "Bring it in and let me see?"


    Ning Juan clapped his hands,  Chang walked in with the mask in his hand. The first one was an extraordinarily garish silver mask, with a silver thread flying around it, like a phoenix feather, delicate and gorgeous.


    Ning Juan''s eyes were bright: "I think this is very suitable for the teacher."


    Chang shun also smiled and patted the horse: "Your Majesty said that Lord Lu''s immortal appearance is perfect."


    "..."


    Lu Qing was at a loss for words.


    This is too coquettish, where is it suitable for him? He is not a peacock, wearing such a flamboyant mask all day long.


    Ning Guoguo, your aesthetics are worrying.


    Lu Qing pointed to a simple and unadorned silver mask next to him expressionlessly: "This is a good choice, don''t choose it next time."


    "...... Okay, listen to the teacher."


    Ning Juan nodded rather reluctantly, put down the fancy pair, picked up the mask Lu Qingze pointed to, and carefully tried it on for Lu Qingze.


    The silver mask was slightly cool, and fit the upper half of the face, with only the lips and jaw exposed.


    But also because of this, Ning Juan''s eyes involuntarily fell on Lu Qingze''s lips.


    Because of the loss of blood, the lips with beautiful lip lines were still pale and bloodless, like a soft but dried flower petal.


    Ning Juan felt a little distressed.


    The teacher''s body is so weak, he must protect him.


    "Wei Herong is coming here," Ning Juan carefully helped Lu Qingze up, and put on a light and soft robe on his feet. "He said he wanted to drop by to visit the teacher, do you want me to push him away?"


    Lu Qing thought for a while and shook his head: "No, let''s meet him together."


    The more wretched he is, the more relieved Wei He-Rong will be.


    Lu Qingze was taken care of and groomed while he was paralyzed, and Wei Herong came shortly after.


    Two vassal kings came to Beijing. King Jing was small but cunning, and King of Shu had a big family. Wei Herong''s attention was mostly on those two people recently, and he didn''t pay much attention to Lu Qingze and Ning Juan.


    There was a strong smell of medicine in the house, and he glanced at Lu Qingze.


    It wasn''t too long since the last time we met, Lu Qing seemed to be so thin that only his bones were left, his sick bones were torn apart, and he was attacked by the assassin again. With a mask on his face, he was lying on his side on the bed, withered and withered.


    The original scenery of the young scholar, but unfortunately, ah ......


    Wei Herong passed a few thoughts coldly in his heart, and bowed to Ning Juan casually: "Wei Chen has seen Your Majesty."


    He did not hide his arrogance and contempt for Ning Wan.


    Ning Juan sat on the head of the bed, not seeming to see Wei Herong''s rudeness, and smiled: "Secretary Wei is sharing the country''s affairs for me, and it''s really hard to run again for this kind of thing."


    "It is the responsibility of Wei Chen to share the worries for Your Majesty." Wei Herong looked at Lu Qingze, "How is Master Lu''s injury?"


    Lu Qingze''s voice was weak: "Thank you Wei Shoufu for caring, it will be good for the lower officials to rest for a while."


    After speaking, he tilted his head and coughed a few times, the cough was heavy, as if the internal organs of the whole body were shaking, and people couldn''t help frowning and worrying.


    Wei Herong glanced at him again before looking away: "Wei Chen came here to report to His Majesty, except for the jade pendant that Jin Yiwei found from the assassin, there is no other evidence to prove that His Highness the King of Shu was behind the orders. The King of Shu has been imprisoned, and there are commotions all over the place. In order to appease the vassal king, we cannot continue to imprison him any longer. What does your Majesty think, please leave His Highness the King of Shu in three days?"


    "Chief Wei is right, let''s follow what Chief Wei says."


    Ning Juan''s eyes drooped down obediently, with the appearance of only Wei Herong being the leader, but the light in his eyes sank.


    The Minister of Justice and punishment was Wei He-Rong''s man. In other words, the Ministry of Punishment was also considered Wei Herong''s territory. He couldn''t intervene and let Ning Cong suffer in it.


    Three days later, Ning Cong will not only leave the punishment department, but also leave the capital.


    But if he didn''t bite Ning Cong''s flesh hard, he couldn''t swallow it.


    It''s only a few days in jail.


    Lu Qingzhi was stabbed, and he still remembers the blood-soaked plum fragrance!


    Thinking of this, Ning Juan wanted to peel off Ning Cong''s skin.


    Lu Qingze and Ning Juan''s combination of old, weak, sick and disabled is very real, and Wei Herong didn''t bothered them for too long.


    As soon as Wei Herong left, the submissive expression on the little emperor''s face disappeared completely, and he was ready to find something unpleasant for Ning Cong.


    "Guoguo?" Lu Qing poked the little emperor''s bulging face, thinking he was unhappy because he was pretending to be obedient in front of Wei Herong, "What are you thinking?"


    Ning Juan was a little embarrassed when he was suddenly called by his nickname, but he liked Lu Qing to call him that, the shadows between his brows disappeared, and he laughed innocently again, with a sweet boyishness: "I wonder if the teacher will Craving for candied cheese."


    Lu Qing''s heart softened.


    The little emperor always had a straight face, but his smile was really sweet, like a little marshmallow.


    I was covered in thorns before, even if I was paying attention to him secretly, I still had to cover it up when I was kind to him. I pretended not to care. Like a puppy.


    It seems that his break is paying off.


    After lunch, Ning Juan wanted Lu Qing to rest, but Lu Qing waved his hand firmly: "I slept for several days, and I really can''t sleep. Let me check your homework for the past few days."


    Ning tired of tiptoeing and take off his mask, see that he is really still in good spirits, reluctantly agreed.


    In addition to the homework assigned by Lu Qingze, Ning Juan also read a lot of books.


    He reads books very quickly, and never forgets. He can read everything, and he has a feeling that he is good at reading and does not ask for incomprehension. If he really does not understand, he will mark it and wait for Lu Qing to clarify his doubts. In just a few days, he will build up a high pile.


    "Teacher, what does the phrase ''I have merits and deeds must not be recited, but deeds must not be forgotten; people''s kindness to me must not be forgotten, and grievances must not be forgotten'', what does it mean?"


    Lu Qing glanced at it: "I think what you don''t understand should be the last sentence. It is said in the book that the faults of the next person to you, doesn¡¯t need to count, and must be forgotten."


    Ning Juan frowned, "Yes."


    Lu Qing did not directly explain, but instead asked, "What is Guoguo''s opinion?"


    Ning burned out pursed his lips: "I think it''s a bunch of nonsense, how can there be someone who has wronged me and I have to swallow it down."


    Whoever dares to offend him, even if he does not report it today, he will surely retaliate in the future.


    "Guoguo, you are the king." Lu Qing put down the book, "If you are a king, you will rule the world. In the future, you will have all kinds of people around you. If you always hold grudges, it will be difficult to reconcile the relationship between the ruler and the minister. I''m not telling you to be patient in everything, but when you should be linient,  you should be merciful."


    The world of children is especially black and white, and there is no room for sand in their eyes.


    Ning Juan was still not very happy, but in the face of Lu Qingze, he reluctantly hesitated.


    Lu Qing reached out and touched his forehead, and was rubbed. The little emperor is like a kitten, with a little more smile in his eyes.


    Pleasure and enmity are naturally incompatible with being an emperor, and Ning Juan will know when he grows up a bit.


    After talking about a few more books, Lu Qing gradually couldn''t hide the tiredness on his face, Ning Juan grabbed the book seriously: "Teacher should rest."


    Lu Qing was really tired. When he got up, he looked at Ning Juan and realized something was wrong. He pulled Ning Juan forward in surprise and gestured, "Guo Guo, have you grown taller?"


    The child was still a little thin last month. This month, he not only raised fat, but also jumped up a lot. He stayed together all the time, and he didn''t pay much attention.


    The little emperor looked up at Lu Qingze''s beautiful face, and was in a trance for a moment. He proudly raised his small chest, and said in a serious tone, "In the future, I will grow taller than the teacher and shield the teacher from the wind and rain."


    Lu Qing said with a low smile: "Okay, then the teacher is waiting to receive Jun''s favor."


    After sending Lu Qingze back to lie down, Ning Juan turned his head and changed his face, his smile faded, and ordered Chang shun: "Let Zheng Yao come over tonight."


    Little His Majesty''s amazing face-changing speed...


    Changshun clicked his tongue in his heart and bowed.


    In the evening, Zheng Yao avoided his eyes and quietly came to the Qianqing Palace.


    Ning Juan didn''t want Lu Qing to find out that he was a bad boy, hid in a warm pavilion, and explained something to Zheng Yao.


    After Zheng Yao heard this, his face became a little weird: "Your Majesty, will this...will it harm the face of the royal family?"


    How much face is left for the royal family?


    Ning Juan sneered in his heart, and his face remained calm: "I ordered, you do it, do you have any questions?"


    The imposing manner of the young emperor is really full of oppression, but what Zheng Yao is looking forward to is this sense of oppression.


    The author has something to say:


    When I was a child, Ning Guoguo: the teacher''s mouth is so white, heartache


    After growing up: trying to help the teacher to physically increase the blood color of the lips.


    Today is the bad fruit to avoid the teacher to do bad things.


    Note: I can''t remember what I have done to others, but I can''t forget my deeds; I can''t forget people''s kindness to me, and I can''t forget their grudges. ¡ª¡ª "Cai Root Tan"

 CH 13

    The next day, some royal secrets suddenly spread in the streets.


    For example, there was a story that was suppressed in the past: when Ning Cong, the king of Shu, was still a prince, he forced his concubine in the harem and was caught on the spot. His Royal Highness''s thing is much smaller than ordinary men, so maybe the iron pestle has been ground into needles...


    The common people like to listen to this kind of thing after a meal. As soon as this secret news came out, it immediately became popular in the capital, and quickly flew out of the capital. In just three days, various versions were made.


    By the time Ning Cong came out of the punishment department, he had completely become a laughing stock.


    The stories of the King of Shu are vividly sung in the streets and alleys. In some remote places, it is said that a book has been published, which became a teahouse hit.


    It was naturally impossible for gossip''s mouth to be blocked. Ning Cong was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The first thing he did was to send someone to investigate. However, the source of the secret was completely broken, and there was no trace of it.


    And he didn''t have time to investigate further.


    He must return to the fiefdom immediately.


    Ning Cong thought about it, and felt that the most suspicious person was either the little emperor or Ning Jing.


    After thinking for a while with the only reason left, Ning Cong had the answer: How could the wasteful young emperor have the ability to interfere outside the palace?


    It must be because Ning Jing that had to leave Beijing early, he was resentful, and this rumor spread on purpose!


    The ministers who were watching the excitement in the court also thought so, silently watching the two vassal kings gossip.


    When passing by, he couldn''t help but glance at Ning Cong''s ¡°downstairs¡±, showing a somewhat contemplative expression without a trace.


    ...how small is it?


    For a time, Ning Cong hated Ning Jing for the bleeding rumours, and before he left, he caused trouble for Ning Jing.


    Even if Ning Jing was makes him really depressed, he was not easy to deal with, and his methods were much more savage and clever than Ning Cong''s. In the evening, he left the capital with hatred.


    Ning Juan listened to Zheng Yao''s return, and a sneer appeared between his eyebrows: "You did a good job, let them bite each other ."


    Zheng Yao couldn''t help laughing, he hadn¡¯t seen Ning Cong happy for a long time.


    This is a loss, but it''s really a relieved.


    At this moment, a Jin Yi guard knocked on the door outside: "Report to Your Majesty, this subordinate has caught a sneaky chamberlain near Qian Qing Palace."


    Ning Juan filled with bad memories and frowned, "Put it up."


    The servant who was brought up drooped his brows, his face was pale with despair, and he knelt down and shivered, unable to say a single sentence of begging for mercy.


    Ning Juan already had some hunch in his heart: "Who sent you here?"


    The chamberlain trembled even more.


    Zheng Yao was impatient and went up and gave him a kick: "Did you get your mouth cut when you were purifying yourself? Answer me!"


    Zheng Yao''s face was vicious, and he was sturdy and fierce, and the servant was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot, and said tremblingly, "Slave, slave servant, by order of His Majesty King Shu, came to deliver a message to Master Lu."


    "Say it word by word." Ning Juan said lightly, "If you miss a word, you will be subject to one more punishment. You shouldn''t want to experience the torture methods of the imperial prison."


    The last trace of blood on the waiter''s face also faded, and under the fear, a pool of water stains appeared under him.


    Zheng Yao was disgusting enough: "It''s dirtying Your Majesty''s eyes! Your Majesty, it is better for your subordinates to bring it back and examine it out, and record word by word."


    Hearing this sentence, the inner servant was completely frightened, and stammered while kowtowing: "His Royal Highness, the King of Shu, wants to say to Master Lu, don''t think that your face hurts, this king will let you go, and next time we meet, you will be kneeling on the bed strip naked, like a bitch, begging the king¡­..."


    He really didn''t dare to say the last two words.


    The room was silent, Zheng Yao''s mouth twitched, his scalp tingled, he didn''t dare to look at the little emperor''s face, he held his breath and pretended that he didn''t exist.


    After a while, he heard Ning Juan''s extremely depressed voice: "Go down, cut off the tongue, and hit with a stick till death (cane death)."


    As if Zheng Yao was granted an amnesty, he hurriedly carried the person and went down.


    Ning Juan took out the dagger with a blank face, and with a "cha" sound, it pierced through the stack of glutinous rice cakes next to it, and even the porcelain plate underneath was broken into several pieces.


    His hand holding the dagger was shaking, trying his best to restrain the urge to kill Ning Cong.


    If it wasn''t for the situation¡­.. Next time, he would definitely kill Ning Cong with his own hands.


    He doesn''t allow anyone to insult Lu Qingze and have that kind of dirty thoughts towards him.


    Lu Qing knew that Ning Cong left the capital today. After drinking the medicine, he lay on the bed and waited.


    No one came to harass him until the sky was dreary.


    It seems the prediction is wrong. Could this thing be the same person? He didn''t actually send someone to disgust him before leaving.


    But it is best not to be harassed, naturally.


    Lu Qing closed his eyes with peace of mind, and gradually became a little sleepy, but he didn''t let himself fall asleep.


    Not long after, there was a very subtle noise from outside, and someone tiptoed into the room and leaned in.


    Lu Qing opened his eyes and watched a small figure in the dark walk to the bedside, and carefully reaching out to explore.


    Before waiting for the hand to reach under his nose, Lu Qing opened his mouth first: "No need to test, your master is alive and well."


    The little figure by the bed froze: "Is the teacher still asleep?"


    Lu Qing said lazily, "I''m waiting for you."


    "Teacher knows I''m coming?"


    Lu Qing smiled but not smiled: "No way, who made me wake up every morning and find a bunch of cat footprints on the carpet."


    Since the morning before, he noticed that the snow-white soft wool carpet, there is a few patches of black little feet pattern, like the snow on the kitten footprints, a glance can be seen who left them.


    ... This child seems to be really worried that he fell asleep in the middle of the night and suddenly disappeared. He has to come every night to see if he is still alive.


    "Why don''t you wear shoes?" Lu Qing reached out and touched the little brat. After all, he put on a robe today.


    Ning Juan whispered, "I''m afraid to wake you up."


    Lu Qing laughed and laughed, and reluctantly pulled away a corner of the quilt: "Since you are so worried, sleep with me."


    Ning Juan is a boy anyway, sleeping with him is fine.


    The little emperor didn''t climb up immediately, but shrank back: "Teacher wait for me, I''ll go wash my feet!"


    As if he was afraid that Lu Qing would regret it, he turned his head and trotted out.


    After a while, Da Da Da came back with the little pillow, put the little pillow beside Lu Qingze, and slid into the quilt.


    Lu Qing looked amused: "Do you want to sleep with me so much?"


    Ning Juan hummed seriously: "The teacher is fragrant."


    It''s the kind of plum fragrance that soaks into the bones, gentle and calm, a little lighter when cold, a little stronger when warm, as long as the smell of this scent, it will make him feel calm.


    Lu Qing flicked his forehead and whispered, "Little brat."


    Ning Juan didn''t think it was contrary, but when Lu Qing scolded him like that, he was a little unspeakably happy.


    Definitely not be like Chen Xiaodao.


    Or is he closer to Lu Qing now!


    At night, the palace was as silent as death.


    Lu Qing was quiet for a while, but he still said, "Guo Guo, Ning Cong leaves capital, I should go back to the house."


    Ning Juan, who was still secretly poking into his arms, was startled and aggrieved: "Why do you want to leave in such a hurry, teacher, don''t you like staying with me?"


    The silvery white moonlight trickled in from the window, faintly reflecting the interior of the house, and I could vaguely see the child''s petulant appearance, his long eyelashes moistened, his dark eyes flooded with tears, his small mouth flattened, like a puppy that had fallen into the water and looked over pitifully.


    The little emperor learns fast, he learns to act like a spoiled child.


    Cute things make people owe, but Lu Qing couldn''t help pinching his face again, and his mouth was ruthless: "This trick is useless."


    Ning Juan said: "The palace is so big, can''t the teacher live in the palace in the future?"


    "No." Lu Qing''s principle is clear, "I am an external minister, what does it look like to live in the palace."


    Before the death of Emperor Chong''an, a large number of palace concubines were given to death, but there were still a few who were not favored and still stayed in the cold courtyard of the deep palace.


    If it weren''t for the fact that he was the emperor''s teacher and was wounded, and had a good reputation in the court, living in the palace for so long, the group of imperial officials would have scolded him to death.


    "But..." Ning Juan was very unwilling.


    Lu Qing was injured, and if he left the palace to rest now, he would definitely be reluctant to go to the palace to teach for him every day.


    In his capacity, he couldn''t run out of the palace every day to find Lu Qingze.


    Lu Qing rubbed the little head that was rubbing against his arms, fluffy: "Be good, be obedient."


    The hand that landed on the head is not wide and strong, but gentle and meticulous, with a soft compassionate compassion.


    Ning Wan could not refuse.


    He made a low "um", and his voice was low and long, full of disappointment.


    Lu Qing really couldn''t bear to make the child sad, and his voice became more gentle: "Guo Guo, the teacher went back to prepare a birthday present for you."


    A Gift?


    Ning Wan blinked, it was still too early for his birthday.


    But when he thought that Lu Qingze was preparing gifts for him, he felt a little more comfort, hugged Lu Qingze''s arm, and chatted with him for a while.


    In the end, Lu Qing couldn''t resist the sleepiness, and his breathing gradually evened out.


    The next day, in the midst of the little emperor''s desperation, Lu Qing was dragged to the palace where he left in the evening.


    The little guy was not at ease, so he asked Chang shun to send Lu Qingze home, along with a bunch of medicinal herbs and supplements, and packed a carriage full of them.


    Chen Xiaodao waited outside the palace early, and happily picked up Lu Qingze.


    When he arrived at the Lu Mansion, he sent Chang shun away, instructed the servants to put away the things brought out of the palace, and then helped Lu Qing to walk into the inner courtyard of the Lu Mansion after a long absence.


    After entering the room, Chen Xiaodao started talking about the business: "Master, as you said, I hired a better doctor for Mr. Fan''s mother. Now that Fan''s mother''s condition has improved, I guess he will come to visit tonight."


    "It''s hard work," Lu Qing patted Chen Xiaodao on the shoulder with relief, "Thanks to you, it''s done well."


    Chen Xiaodao''s tail was about to be lifted to the sky, and he was full of energy: "I''ll order the kitchen to make medicine! Young master take a good rest for a while."


    Chen Xiaodao guessed right. After dinner, Lu Qing drank a bowl of bitter medicine with a sullen face in the study, and just grinned and put on a pain mask when Fan Xingyan came to visit Lu Mansion.


    He calmly put on the silver-white mask he brought out of the palace: "Go and invite people here."


    The author has something to say:


    Ning Guoguo: I don''t allow anyone to have xxoo thoughts about the teacher!


    Later: The villain was actually me.

 CH 14

    Fan Xingyan had never met Lu Qingze before.


    When the brilliant young champion was sent to prison last year, everyone thought that he would not survive the early spring.


    I didn''t expect that Lu Qingze, who had survived death, would still choose to support the orthodox royal family, and even almost died under the knife of thieves to protect the young emperor.


    Many ministers in the court have respect for Lu Qingze, but unfortunately, no one dares to say anything because of the dark clouds (lack of power).


    Fan Xingyan has long wanted to make friends with Lu Qingzhe, but he was too busy to care about his mother sickness.


    As the young housekeeper of Lu''s house stepped into the study, he saw Lu Qingze at a glance.


    This rumored imperial master wearing a silver mask, standing by the window with his hands folded, waist like bamboo upright, the wind outside the window a sweep, thin and thin body seems to also sway, raised his hand against his lips stifled a few coughs, fingertips snow white, revealing the lips also flushed with a sickly pale.


    The end is graceful like the moon, unsullied by vulgarity.


    Fan Xingyan''s heart skipped a beat, almost worried that he would fall like that, and involuntarily took a big step, trying to support him.


    Chen Xiaodao took a step faster, rushed up and closed the window, complaining: "Young Master, you are not in good health, you can''t see the wind, I didn''t watch  for a while..."


    Lu Qing waved his hand and didn''t care much, but his voice was a little hoarse: "It''s stuffy, get some fresh air."


    As he said that, he turned his head and smiled slightly: "Lord Fan, I have been looking forward to see you for a long time."


    Fan Xingyan''s eyes suddenly became hot, and he knelt down with a plop without thinking about it.


    Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "What is Mr. Fan doing, please get up quickly!"


    Fan Xingyan''s voice was a little choked, and he bowed abruptly before asking Lu Qingze to help him up and said solemnly: "No matter in public or private, the emperor and teacher deserve Fan Mou''s worship."


    Lu Qing sighed, motioned Chen Xiaodao to guard outside, and sat down with Fan Xingyan, with a gentle voice: "Mr. Fan is filial, but Lu has only done his best, and I am very relieved if he can help."


    With tears in his eyes, Fan Xingyan shook his head and said, "The emperor''s teacher, have a bright and beautiful moon, and a majestic aura. In today''s filthy court, Fan has longed for it. This time you have a life-saving grace to me, Fan can not die to repay."


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was praised till his face is red. Fortunately, he wore a mask to cover it up, so he coughed hastily: "Lord Fan should just call me by my name. How is the situation in home?"


    Fan Xingyan''s mood calmed down a little, and shyly wiped his eyes: "My mother''s condition has improved, and the doctor said that she will be able to walk in less than half a month. It is all thanks to you."


    Lu Qing''s eyes showed a little smile: "That''s good."


    Fan Xingyan looked at the cold mask on his face, and his voice was astringent: "How is your body? The injury on your face..."


    "It''s no big deal, thank you Mr. Fan for your concern." Lu Qing touched the mask on his face, "But this injury on the face, too hideous, in order to prevent scaring the next person, from now on can only wear a mask."


    Seeing his light-hearted, calm, open-minded appearance. Fan Xingyan''s heart already surging gratitude and admiration went up another level.


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    Fan Xingyan naturally didn''t come here to only praise and thank him.


    After his emotions were completely recovered, his expression became solemn: "I and the other foreign ministers have not seen the little His Majesty until now. I don''t know what the situation in the palace is. Dare I ask Fan if he can do anything?"


    Lu Qing kept smiling and listened to praise for a long time. Seeing that he finally got to the point, he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Nowadays, His Majesty has only me to teach, and I cannot attend the court to listen to politics. His Majesty''s assassination can just be used as a breakthrough, if Master Fan is willing to join all the minister to advice together, presumably I think even the chief minister of Wei will not be able to stop you from talking, but..."


    By offending Wei He-rong, there is always a risk.


    But the power of the officials was something that even the emperor can not stand, not to mention Wei Herong''s unrighteousness.


    He paused for a while, and Fan Xingyan immediately understood, with a determined face: "Don''t worry, Fan will definitely live up to your expectations!"


    Lu Qing stood up in awe and solemnly bowed to him.


    Fan Xingyan didn''t dare to accept the salute, and hurriedly avoided: "This is our duty, there is no need for the minister to do so! You are not yet recovered from your illness, so you should recuperate well."


    After he finished speaking, his blood was already burning, he clenched his fists and said, "Fan will go back and write the fold now!"


    Mr. Fan Fan didn''t wait for Lu Qing to speak, he quickly returned a salute, turned around and ran away.


    Chen Xiaodao, who was standing outside the door, couldn''t even keep up with his speed.


    Chen Xiaodao was stunned and scratched his head in confusion: "Young Master, is this Mr. Fan''s rashness reliable?"


    Lu Qing''s eyes folded, and he said with a leisurely smile, "Don''t worry, there is nothing more reliable than him."


    In the original story, Fan Xingyan''s filial piety moved Feng Guilao''s family''s daughter, pinpointing the time, the Feng girl should have already met Fan Xingyan ...... It was originally that Miss Feng was supposed to help secretly, but he was intercepted.


    Fan Xingyan is now just a small imperial historian, but soon, his character and talent will be appreciated by Feng Ge Lao, then marry Feng Ge Lao''s daughter, embarked on a frank career path, the right to speak more and more heavy, and finally did get the tyrant''s reappointment, he is expected to enter the cabinet at a young age..


    The most important thing is that Feng Gelao and Wei Herong had a feud, and he dislike Wei Herong for a long time, but because of the disillusionment of the court and the wild, and the strong Wei party, he pretended to be sick and took leave for a long time. .


    And the left imperial historian Qin Hui, has been in the line of scolding Wei He-rong, will not fail to help.


    It is unrealistic to go directly to Feng Gelao or Qin Hui. If Wei Herong finds out it be a dead end. It is the easiest to use Fan Xingyan as a breakthrough.


    It was this little butterfly that fanned the storm in the imperial court.


    With them taking the lead, it would not be difficult for Ning Juan to go to court and add a few more teachers.


    This was the gift that Lu Qing wanted to give to the little emperor.


    Fan Xingyan did what he said, while Lu Qing spent a few days in the mansion, and Chen Xiaodao brought back the news he had inquired.


    Headed by Qin Hui, all the imperial mnister jointly remonstrated, vying for the young emperor to enter the court, and choose everyone to give lectures. While Feng Ge Lao, who had previously complained of illness, has also returned to the court and stood in the young emperor''s faction without a word.


    King Jing and the late King of Shu who almost left the capital in a few steps. Looked confused, and they didn''t think it was a big deal. He also meant to stand on the side of the little emperor. Of course, he looked down on the little emperor, but the ownership of this country belongs to the Ning family. Yes, a powerful official with a foreign surname in charge of the government will naturally cause him to be unhappy, and he is not happy to see Wei Herong cover the sky with one hand.


    It doesn''t matter who the throne is temporarily, but the surname must be Ning.


    After the noisy court melee lasted for a month, Wei Herong had to give in and compromise.


    Lu Qing watched the play while recovering from his injuries, and occasionally went to the palace to coax the children.


    Under the meticulous care of the imperial doctor, the injury improved very quickly, and Ning Juan specially asked Zheng Yao to find an ointment that would not leave scars.


    The fight didn''t last long before the conclusion was reached.


    The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the summer lotus is blooming, and Ning''s birthday is coming up.


    Lu Qing entered the palace with the good news and gave Ning Juan the long-prepared birthday present.


    Unexpectedly, Ning Juan was not very happy.


    The young emperor did not jump into Lu Qingze''s arms and pamper him as soon as they met, but was silent for a while before whispering, "I just want you to teach me, I don''t want anyone else."


    There is a vague stubbornness.


    Lu Qing was funny and angry, and bounced his head: "What did you say, it took a lot of effort to give you the opportunity you earned, cherish it well, and don''t allow yourself to be willful. The new teachers are very learned people."


    Ning Juan was taught a lesson, and said "Oh" glumly.


    He would have to go to court now, so the time to see Lu Qingze would be reduced.


    When other gentlemen''s lecture courses are also arranged, wouldn''t it be reduced again.


    Lu Qing guessed what he was thinking, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "It''s not enough for me to enter the palace every three days? It''s not bad for you to come to my house in the future. What do you do with your face down? I''m not going to die."


    Hearing the word "death", Ning Juan''s heart tightened, and then he remembered that chaotic night, Lu Qingze was covered in blood, and his body was haunted by the fragrance of blood that he would never forget. He opened his eyes and grabbed Lu Qingze''s hand tightly. , even said "Bah" three times, and said with a sullen face: "Don''t talk nonsense about death, teacher!"


    Lu Qing changed the topic at the right time: "Guo Guo, have you grown taller again?"


    Ning Juan has been secretly practicing horseback and archery with Zheng Yao, and the palace ground is large enough to flutter.


    It is probably because the nutrition has stock up, and he¡¯s exercising well, every time they meet, Lu Qingze feel that Ning Juan is like the spring bamboo shoot, and has grown a little taller, he¡¯s no longer the skinny little kitten boy like a few months ago.


    Ning Juan proudly raised his head: "An inch taller!"


    He secretly gestured to Lu Qingze.


    Although the teacher is thin, he is not short. If he can be half a head taller and smaller than the teacher, then he will be able to wrap the teacher tightly in his arms and rest his chin on the teacher''s head.


    When I think about this, I have more motivation to grow taller!


    The first thing the little emperor does when he wakes up every day is to measure his height.


    Children are easily excited and satisfied.


    Lu Qing bent his eyes and patted his head: "Tomorrow will be the court, today will be a holiday, no lecture, go to the imperial garden for a stroll, I heard Changshun say, lotus flowers are in bloom."


    Ning Juan was not interested in viewing flowers, but he was naturally happy to accompany Lu Qingze.


    The imperial garden has been well renovated, and it is not as desolate as it was before.


    In the lotus pond, the green leaves are in the sky, the pink lotus stands shyly, and the fragrant wind blows a faint fragrance.


    In the light rain, one big and one small sat in the pavilion to play chess, waiting for the little emperor to frown and think about how to go next, Lu Qing held his cheeks and looked lazily at the scenery that was hanging beside him.


    After the light rain, the spring season will be over.


    Summer is coming, and the little emperor is going to grow up.


    The author has something to say:


    After the transition of this chapter, the next chapter Ning Guoguo will be mature and grow up, and the young Ning Guoguo struts up~

 CH 15

    Another rain fell, quenching the dullness of the past few days, and the whole capital was shrouded in the misty rain.


    The raindrops were dripping on the eaves, the air was filled with the smell of damp mud, and there was hardly anyone on the street.


    The summer in the capital came very early this year, and the concierge yawned, thinking that no one should come at this time, and went back to the house and wanted to take a nap.


    As soon as he lay down, there was a knock on the door, and there were three unhurried knocks.


    The doorman was full of irritability, and had to get up again to open the door. As soon as he opened it, his eyes suddenly darkened.


    There was a slender boy standing outside the door, and the person beside him stood on tiptoe holding an umbrella for him, followed by several guards with knives around his waist.


    In such a heavy rain, even holding an umbrella would be somewhat embarrassing, but the young man did not see any embarrassment at all.


    That is a very handsome face, beautiful lines of thin lips but tightly pursed, handsome eyes deep black indifference, aura of cold and noble.


    Seeing that face clearly, the porter''s legs softened: "Your Majesty..."


    "Neglect of duty, expelled from Lu Mansion."


    The young man didn''t give him a single glance, left a sentence, took the umbrella of the person next to him, and strode directly into the mansion. When he met other servants in the mansion, he just waved his hand, indicating that he didn''t need to make a sound, and walked through the Moon Gate with ease. With the hanging flower door, we entered the inner courtyard.


    Walking all the way to the west wing, the boy''s footsteps suddenly became lighter and he slowly opened the door.


    The rainwater flew out diagonally along the eaves, forming a transparent rain curtain. The people in the house wore a blue robe, and lay lazily under the eaves, forming a landscape ink painting by themselves, holding a book The book, his eyes glued to it, there was a plate of grapes beside him, his cold white fingers twisted the grapes, and after a long time of tossing and pinching, he brought them to his mouth and sucked the sweet and sour grape juice.


    When he heard the door open, he didn''t care: "Put your lunch on hold, I''m not hungry."


    Ning smiled at once.


    He walked over silently, bent down, picked up the person on the ground off guard, leaned into his ear and called, "Huixue."


    As expected, it didn''t scare anyone.


    Suddenly being held up by the waist, Lu Qing just paused for a while, and didn''t breathe for a bit. He even put another grape in his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Little bastard, dare to call the teacher name directly?"


    Lu Qingzhi had no elders, and it was Feng Ge Lao who took the word for him when he was crowned.


    Ning Juan''s gait was steady, and he placed Lu Qingze on the Luohan bed under the window. Without answering, he asked, "It''s cold on the ground, so Chen Xiaodao let you lie down like this?"


    The tone was a little cold.


    Lu Qing wanted to spit off the grape skins before speaking, but Ning Juan stretched out his hand and motioned for him to spit into his hands.


    The noble emperor did not seem to feel anything at all, his eyes even shone brightly, like a puppy wagging its tail.


    Lu Qingze: "..."


    You don''t have to be so filial.


    Lu Qingze and Ning Juan stood at a stalemate for a moment, then chose to chew and swallow, and raised his chin: "The mat is laid."


    Ning Wan''s face was still tense.


    In the past few years, he has tried every means to take care of Lu Qingze''s body carefully, using rare tonics, soups and medicinals, supplemented by medicinal diets, and he can be considered to be a little better, not as weak as before.


    But it is still like a delicate and fragile paper lantern, if subject to some wind and rain will be broken.


    Ning Juan rubbed up to Lu Qingze and sat down, with his chin on his shoulder affectionately: "If the teacher feels hot, I will ask Changshun to bring more ice."


    The teenager is not as small as he was when he was a child, when he can get into his arms and be hugged round.


    In the past few years, Ning Guoguo has grown gratifyingly and is already as tall as him.


    I am afraid that in a few years, Lu Qing will have to look up at him.


    Little bean, growing so fast.


    Lu Qing was quite emotional, and glanced at him: "How old are you, so clingy to me, are not embarrass."


    The mouth said so, but also did not push away.


    Now is the fifth year of Sheng Yuan, he watched the first thin child, step by step into this kind of handsome boy.


    Lonely in a different world, with a heart like duckweed, Lu Qing almost regarded Ning Juan as half a son and half a younger brother.


    The cub was clingy,  but he has a sense of accomplishment of raising a child successfully.


    Of course Ning Juan didn''t feel ashamed, lowered his eyelids, and hugged Lu Qingze into his arms again.


    The slightly cool plum fragrance mixed with the bitter medicinal smell brushed across the nose, a very familiar and reassuring breath.


    Ning Juan was buried in Lu Qingze''s shoulders, sniffing lightly with enjoyment, his eyes showed a deep entanglement, and he almost wanted to hold Lu Qingze to sleep, but a wink came from outside: "Young Master, I heard the servant said that His Majesty came, then lunch is sent over, or you move to the dining room ah?"


    Chen Xiaodao popped out half of his head from behind the screen. Although he was used to seeing how clingy Ning Juan was, his scalp was still a little numb when he saw the young emperor almost holding Lu Qingze in his arms.


    Lu Qing thought for a while: "Send it here."


    Chen Xiaodao thought that His Majesty is really like a little daughter-in-law... As soon as this idea came to him, he suddenly met Ning Juan who raised his head silently.


    Those eyes were dark and deep, as cold as frost and snow.


    At the moment when the sights collided, Chen Xiaodao shuddered, quickly retracted his gaze, and slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.


    Lu Qing didn''t notice the abnormality, and patted Ning Juan''s head casually: "Why did you come here today?"


    Ning Juan raised his head resentfully: "Teacher refuses to enter the palace to see me, I can only come out to see you, and I''m still disgusted by the teacher like this..."


    There was a look of grievance on that handsome face, and even the eyelashes began to be wet, making people feel guilty when they saw it.


    The older the little brat is, the better at acting like a spoiled child.


    Lu Qing''s head was big for a while: "Who dislikes you, havent i come to the palace every three days to give you a lecture."


    In the past few years, he has kept a low profile, and his body is really unable to support him. He has taken a leisurely job to cultivate, and most of the time can be spent with Ning Juan.


    Ning Juan is dissatisfied: "But I want to meet the teacher every day."


    "You don''t mind getting tired of it, but I do." Lu Qing flicked his forehead lazily, "Get up, let''s eat."


    Ning Juan where to listen to this, puffed up and stared at Lu Qingze''s back.


    After sitting on the spot for a while, he found that Lu Qing had no intention of turning back to coax him, so he picked up his broken heart and leaned up tearfully.


    The kitchen is very hot recently, the kitchen is cooking some refreshing and good food. The chef in Lu''s house is a famous chef who Ning Juan sent Zheng Yao to dig from different restaurants, and he is very good at making herbal meals.


    The two of them sat opposite each other, but Lu Qing didn''t insist on eating or sleeping: "I haven''t said anything yet, but suddenly ran over here. What happened in the palace?"


    Mentioning this, Ning Juan''s face darkened a little, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Elder Xu Ge finished teaching me today, urging me to choose the next position as soon as possible, so he has a granddaughter of the right age in his family. what he insisted on, is all over his face."


    After a pause, he looked at Lu Qingze, his voice lowered, "Will the teacher urge me?"


    Ning Juan''s seventeen-year-old birthday was approaching, and the emperors of all dynasties were married at the age of sixteen at the latest, so the ministers were pressing hard.


    Lu Qing was full of disapproval, and said decisively: "No."


    The corner of Ning Juan''s mouth curved, and the brisk smile just popped out of his eyes, when Lu Qing added solemnly: "You are still young, your growth and development are incomplete, and we will talk about it in a few years."


    In modern times, Ning Juan is still a little kid in the second year of high school.


    Other people Lu Qingzhe not care, but his students, he really can''t accept getting married and having children so early.


    The child is still a child.


    Ning Lan: "..."


    What do you mean by incomplete development?


    He is totally fine!


    Last night ...... he also had a dream.


    It was an extremely sticky, humid, chaotic dream.


    The face of the person in the dream was blurred. He only remembered that the person was very white, and that he was very good-looking lying on the bed. The strange taste penetrated from the body to the soul. Even thinking about it, his ears still get hot.


    But Ning Juan was too embarrassed to tell Lu Qing about this kind of thing.


    Lu Qing is like a fairy under the moon, gentle but sparse, incompatible with the mundane world, sitting in the middle, calmly watching the red dust, but not stained by dust.


    Those things that are difficult to say, put in front of him will be ashamed of themselves.


    Especially after the incident with Ning Cong, the king of Shu, it seems that mentioning it is a kind of blasphemy to Lu Qingze.


    Ning Juan swallowed his words, and his eyes fell on the collar of the person opposite.


    Probably because it was too hot, the collar was pulled loose, revealing the snow-white slender neck, the Adam''s apple was clear, and it rolled up and down with the swallowing motion.


    Unreasonable people can''t take their eyes off.


    Ning Juan''s ears were hot, and suddenly he didn''t dare to look any further, he lowered his head and ate the rice in his mouth.


    All the changes in the youth fell into Lu Qingze''s eyes, he touched his chin and fell into deep thought.


    Is his child so innocent?


    It''s just a question of development, which actually made his face blushed.


    Could it be that the reason why the tyrant in the original book is not close to women is not because he is too emotional, but because he is too shy?


    Tsk tsk, it turned out to be a pure-hearted tyrant.


    It was none of his business, so Lu Qing happily served Ning Juan: "Come on, eat more."


    After eating, Lu Qing wanted to ask Ning Juan to go to the study together and check his homework. Ning Juan stood up and suddenly frowned and made a "hiss" sound.


    Lu Qingze paused: "What''s wrong?"


    Ning Juan looked at his knee and whispered, "It hurts."


    In fact, it didn''t hurt much. When he and Zheng Yao were learning to ride and shoot, they wouldn''t wrinkle their brows when they fell off the horse.


    But in front of Lu Qingze, it''s suddenly become painful.


    Lu Qing squatted down and rubbed his knees: "It hurts, didn''t you call an imperial doctor to give you more pressure last time?"


    Ning Juan showed disgust: "I don''t want them to touch me."


    This kid, the bigger it gets, the more awkward it gets.


    Lu Qing sighed and pointed to the Luohan couch: "Go up and sit."


    After speaking, he got up and walked to the door.


    Chen Xiaodao should have gone to dinner. There were several tall servants standing outside. When he saw Lu Qing, he came out, bowed his head and asked respectfully, "What is your order?"


    Because of Schrodinger''s injury on Lu Qingze''s face, the other servants of Lu''s house were only active in the outer courtyard. Except for Chen Xiaodao, there were only a few people sent by Ning Juan in the inner courtyard.


    These people are extraordinarily strong and neat in their work, and 80% of them are specially allocated from the guards.


    Lu Qing said politely, "please help me get a basin of hot water and two more handkerchiefs."


    Ning Juan was sitting obediently on the couch, with his head sticking out, trying to go around the screen to see what Lu Qingze was doing. Seeing him come back with a basin of hot water, just as he was about to speak, he saw Lu Qingze''s blushing upper and lower lips touch: "Pants off."


    The young emperor''s pupils trembled, he held on to the edge of his trousers, his lips trembled: "Teacher?"


    Lu Qing raised his eyebrows: "If you don''t take it off, is it possible that you want me to help you take it off? I''m not very gentle."


    As he said that, he reached out to touch his bottoms, only to notice that the bottoms of his clothes were a little wet, and it was estimated that it was splashed when he came in a hurry in the rain.


    Lu Qing was afraid that he might catch a cold, so he turned around and went out again, instructing the people outside to get some clean clothes and cook some ginger soup and bring it to him.


    Ning Juan''s ears were red to the point of dripping blood, he hesitated again and again, and silently took off his pants while Lu Qingze was going out.


    Lu Qing walked back again, half-kneeled and lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing his two slender and powerful calves, he patted and praised: "Good practice."


    Ning Juan was tense all over, and grabbed the little quilt on the couch: "..."


    Lu Qing stopped until he reached his knees.


    Then he rolled up his sleeves, twisted two hot handkerchiefs, and covered Ning Juan''s legs.


    The heat dissipated the coolness, as if it had penetrated into the bones along with the skin, and then into the blood vessels, all the way to the heart, and the whole body was warm.


    Ning Juan''s tumultuous heart finally settled down, staring blankly at Lu Qing''s drooping beautiful eyebrows.


    The familiar thin white fingers fell, and through the veil, he massaged the painful area for him: "I don''t want the imperial doctor to touch you, so I will let Chang shun rub it for you from time to time, it will be much more comfortable."


    After a long while without hearing the answer, Lu Qing raised his eyes with a gentle amber in his eyes: "What are you doing, stupid?"


    Ning was quiet and said softly, "Teacher, you are so kind to me."


    Lu Qing hummed and laughed: "Nonsense."


    Saying that, lifting the handkerchief that had gradually lost its heat, his hand directly pressed on the teenager''s leg.


    The slightly cool fingertips touched the skin, but Ning Juan felt that the hands were extremely hot, causing him to shrink back in reflex.


    Lu Qing held his leg and wondered, "Why, I''m too strong?"


    Ning Jian didn''t know what was wrong with him, his heart pounded again, and he looked away in a panic: "No, no."


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    Ning Guoguo: I''m really fully developed. As we all know, male high school students'' [ ] is harder than diamonds!


    Lu Qingze: ?

 CH 16

    Lu Qingzhe pressed very carefully.


    The pair of jade-like thin white fingers looked weak, but the force of the fall was not light, neither hurried nor slow. From the calf to the knee, the technique was skillful.


    Rather tired and comfortable, tortured, and flustered, it was like sitting on pins and needles.


    Lu Qing take care of his grandfather''s when he was a child. The old man often suffered from backache and leg pain, so he learned to press and practiced the technique, raised his head and asked, "Are you comfortable?"


    Looking up from this angle is indeed a bit dangerous, Ning Juan shrank down on the couch in embarrassment and nodded silently.


    Seeing the pitiful future tyrant in the original book who made the protagonist run around and kill without blinking his eyes, being a little unruly, Lu Qing couldn''t help teasing him maliciously: "What are you hiding, show me, i will not laugh at you."


    What''s not to laugh at?


    Ning Juan''s ears were hot and embarrassed: "Teacher!"


    Lu Qing stood up calmly, took the clean clothes that were sent outside the screen, and handed them to Ning Juan: "Get dressed yourself."


    After speaking, he left leisurely in a scattered manner.


    Ning Juan sat on the spot and took a deep breath.


    Until the footsteps completely disappeared, the tense muscles all over his body slowly relaxed, and the embarrassment on his face became dull. After Lu Qing left, there seemed to be no reason for all his emotions to exist.


    Ning Juan changed his clothes and walked out of the wing.


    The guard standing outside lowered his head: "Your Majesty, Master Lu is waiting for you in the study."


    Ning Juan made a light hum and walked quickly towards the study.


    While waiting for Ning Juan, Lu Qing made a pot of tea.


    It is the Mingqian tea that was offered as tribute this year. It is green in color, fragrant and mellow in taste. Ning Juan sent people to send things to him from time to time, but he didnt even finish drinking the last year batch.


    It didn''t take long for Ning Juan to come, he looked up and smiled, but paused slightly when the words reached his lips.


    The young man who stepped into the house had a straight posture, and changed into a bright sapphire blue round neck robe, which made his features look handsome and extravagant.


    One second, his face was still indifferent to strangers, and the next second, with a smile, he leaned in sticky: "Is the teacher going to examine my homework?"


    Lu Qing regained his senses and nodded, "Sit down."


    Ning Juan obediently sat down.


    During the homework inspection, Ning Juan was as eloquent as ever, and smiled when he saw Lu Qing, and took the opportunity to say the real purpose of the trip: "Teacher, after the Dragon Boat Festival for two days, will you stay with me in the palace for a few more days?"


    During the Dragon Boat Festival a few years ago, Lu Qing either had a relapse of his old illness or was ill from the cold. Unfortunately, he was absent and could not enter the palace to accompany Ning Juan.


    The little emperor must be very lonely in his heart to spend such a lively festival in the palace alone.


    Lu Qing thought for a while, then nodded in response.


    Ning Wan looked at the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, and suddenly looked forward to the Dragon Boat Festival this year.


    On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, early in the morning, Lu Qing pulled out of bed with difficulty and put on a court dress that he hadn''t worn in a while.


    If he didn''t see this suit, he almost forgot that he was a first-class officer.


    Although it is a false title.


    The court clothes were troublesome to wear, and Chen Xiaodao had to help them.


    After he was dressed, Chen Xiaodao took two steps back, looked up and down, and boasted, "Sir, this dress suits you very well! You look so good in red, can you go back and ask the tailor to cut more red ones?"


    "Don''t!" Lu Qing strongly refused, "It''s eye-catching."


    Chen Xiaodao laughed and said nothing.


    Anyway, when His Majesty saw it, he must also think that the young master looks good in red, and he will have it sent to him.


    The interior of the Forbidden City was laid out early. The gates of the palaces were filled with calamus and mugwort, and carriages were parked outside the palace city. The officials chatted with each other, making a lot of noise.


    When he got there, Chen Xiaodao was looking left and right looking for a parking space, when he heard a soft cough, the commander of the Imperial Guard, who he knew well, was on duty today, and pointed to an empty space without looking sideways.


    Chen Xiaodao is happy: "Thank you, thank you, let''s drink together later."


    The full sociable flower.


    Lu Qing sat in the carriage, played with the mask, smiled, and put the mask on.


    Lu Qing''s position in the court is a bit special - in terms of real power, he currently does not have it, but in terms of reputation, it is very big.


    Whether it is the initial scholar accomplishment, or admonishing the eunuchs when everyone is silent, or insisting on lecturing for the young emperor and secretly pushing His Majesty to go to court, many officials admire him.


    Although most people think that he is lacking in brains and stupid in reading the situation, he dares to provoke Wei Herong.


    But no matter admiration or ridicule, no one really knows the emperor teacher, who pulled the young emperor up. Rumours around saying that the young emperor also respects and trusts him very much. The relationship between teachers and students is excellent, which is also a good booster.


    It''s just that Lu Qing is not in good health, and he is rarely seen.


    As soon as Lu''s carriage arrived, everyone looked over and stared at the carriage, wanting to meet this legendary imperial teacher.


    The hand that opened the curtain was very white, a morbid, almost transparent pallor.


    Really bad.


    This is everyone''s first thought.


    Immediately, Chen Xiaodao supported the young man in the car and walked out, with a crane embroidered on the crimson dress and a jade belt on his waist. Although his body was thin, his gait was extremely stable, and he stood up straight. Crane, as graceful as the moon, is only a silhouette, but also can see the beauty of the bones, which makes people look forward to it.


    However, when he turned around, there was a cold silver mask on that face.


    I heard that it was to protect His Majesty, and his face was disfigured and ugly, so His Majesty authorized him to wear a mask in front of him.


    Everyone thought of this stubble in hindsight, and couldn''t help but feel a little pity.


    The actual feeling can''t be said, but the three words that come to mind are: pity?


    Why is there a group of people around here?.


    Lu Qing touched the mask subconsciously, made sure that the mask was on, then glanced left and right, wanting to see what everyone was looking at.


    A group of officials: "..."


    The silent atmosphere flowed again, and the crowd resumed laughing and talking as if nothing had happened, heading for the palace.


    Lu Qing instructed Chen Xiaodao to go back to sleep well, and exchanged a few words with the officials who came to say hello, but after two steps, another person stopped in front of him, looked at the mask on his face, and snorted.


    Lu Qing glanced at him: "Master Cheng, what''s the matter?"


    The Lord Cheng Wenang, who had informed him about the King of Shu in advance, would have a sense of presence in front of him whenever he had the opportunity in the past few years.


    As long as they bumped into each other, you have to conquer it. Today, he said, "The drawings I am in charge for are very important." Tomorrow, he is proud of "I have been appreciated by Master Shang Shu," which made Lu Qing very much doubt whether he just graduated from elementary school.


    When he got the little red flower in kindergarten, he didn''t like to show it off like this.


    Cheng Wenang cleared his throat and wanted to show off again. Before he said anything, Lu Qing said quietly: "The white pheasant on your court dress is very beautiful, it''s bigger than my crane."


    The first-grade crane, the fifth-grade white pheasant.


    Cheng Wenang: "..."


    Kill in one sentence.


    The officials nearby who were about to watch the fun shook their shoulders and moved away silently.


    Cheng Wenang choked for a few seconds, and continued to be incompetent and furious. He was quite speechless: "What is the use of a false title, is it better than Duke Wu!"


    Duke Wu?


    Lu Qing felt familiar and was thinking, when Chang shun''s voice came from the side: "Master Cheng, Duke Wu was also stationed in Mobei this year on the Dragon Boat Festival and will not come back home. I heard that you and Duke Wu have a kinship relationship separated by thirty-two family cousins. , our family is also honored, after all, our family¡¯s surname is Cheng, maybe it¡¯s only twenty-three family cousins away from you!¡±


    The tone of neither yin nor yang sounded too detrimental, and several nearby officials passed by with laughter.


    Cheng Wenang couldn''t stand it anymore, he turned around angrily and left.


    Lu Qing sneered: "Changshun, you have a good mouth."


    Chang Shun smiled and walked to Lu Qingze''s side: "Your Majesty has been thinking of you since last night, and sent a servant to pick you up."


    Lu Qing was not surprised, nodded and followed Changshun.


    Changshun can be regarded as an old man by Ning Juan''s side. Now his rank is not low. Many ministers call him Eunuch Changshun respectfully when they meet him. In front of Lu Qingze, he is still very humble: "Master Lu, do you want to tell Your Majesty?"


    Referring to the matter of Cheng Wen''ang.


    Lu Qing smiled: "No need."


    Although Cheng Wenang has been sour all day long and has to compare with him, , but his heart is not bad and he is quite interesting in his spare time.


    Changshun should have told the little emperor, but with his years of experience and intuition, he always felt that after telling the little emperor, there would be very serious consequences.


    So he chose to listen to Lu Qingze.


    ....... Anyway, His Majesty listens to Lord Lu, right?


    He thought anxiously.


    Lu Qing was still thinking about Duke Wu''s affairs until he reached the Qianqing Palace, and he didn''t remember much about Duke Wu''s role in the original text. I''m afraid he missed it, so he could only ask for help: "Changshun, how much do you know about Duke Wu? ?"


    When referring to Duke Wu, Changshun''s tone couldn''t help but show some admiration: "Prince Wu is the number one heroic general in my Daqi. With General Shi here, Tartar and Oara can only honestly bow down and submit to it! But the old general has not returned to the capital for many years. This servants heard about it before, it seems that it is because..."


    Before he could finish speaking, the young man''s clear voice interjected: "Teacher wants to know about Duke Wu, wouldn''t it be better to ask me?"


    Before Lu Qing arrived, Ning Juan ran outside the Qianqing Palace and looked forward to it.


    Seeing Lu Qingze in a red robe, his eyes lit up, and he could almost imagine how bright the face would be when he took off the mask.


    Lu Qing raised his head and saw the young emperor wearing the twelve-chapter garb.


    His health is too bad, and he was exempted from the court a few years ago. When he entered the palace, Ning Juan saw him wearing only ordinary clothes. .


    Lu Qing looked at him with a smile.


    Ning weary can''t help but straighten his waist.


    Ordinary people don''t dare to look directly at the emperor, let alone look up and down, but Lu Qingze''s eyes always make him a little nervous.


    After a while, Lu Qing bent his lips: "Then it''s up to Your Majesty to clear up the confusion."


    The rest of his face is obscured by the mask, and the only exposed lips stand out.


    Ning Juan''s eyes involuntarily fell on his slightly raised lips, and he felt as red as peach blossoms in spring.


    The hands hidden under the wide sleeves curled up, Ning Juan were in trance for a while.


    Why didn''t I notice it before, the teacher''s lips... so beautiful.