Raising Wolves

The next day, some royal secrets suddenly spread in the streets and alleys.

For example, one that was firmly suppressed back then: When King Ning Cong of Shu was still the prince, he forced his concubine in the harem and was caught on the spot. He hadn’t even put on his trousers at that time. His Royal Highness's thing is much smaller than that of ordinary men, so what, it may be that the iron pestle has been ground into a needle...

The common people like to listen to this kind of stuff after dinner. As soon as this secret news came out, it became popular in the capital and flew out of the capital. In just three days, various versions with more embellishments and embellishments were derived.

By the time Ning Cong came out from the Ministry of Punishment, he had been completely reduced to a laughing stock.

The stories of the King of Shu are being sung vividly in the streets and alleys. In some remote places, it is said that a storybook has been published, and it has become a popular teahouse for a while.

Naturally, it is impossible to stop the rumors, Ning Cong was so angry that he almost vomited blood, the first thing he did was to send someone to investigate, but the source of the secret was completely broken, without a trace.

And he didn't have time to investigate further.

He must return to the fief immediately.

Ning Cong thought about it, and felt that the most suspicious person was either the little emperor or Ning Jing.

After thinking about it with his remaining rationality, Ning Cong came up with the answer: Where did the useless little emperor have the ability to intervene outside the palace?

It must be because Ning Jing had to leave Beijing early and resentful, deliberately spreading such rumors!

The ministers watching the excitement in the court hall thought the same way, silently watching the two feudal lords chattering.

When passing by, he couldn't help but glance at Ning Cong's Xiasanlu lightly, revealing a pensive expression indistinctly.

... How small is it?

For a moment, Ning Cong hated Ning Jing so much that he hated to bleed, and before he left, he made trouble for Ning Jing first.

Ning Jing was thrown into a scapegoat, and he was also very depressed, but he was not easy to get along with, and his methods were much more vicious than Ning Cong's. In the evening, he left the capital with hatred.

Ning Juan listened to Zheng Yao's report, and a sneer appeared on his brows: "Well done, let them bite the dog."

Zheng Yao couldn't help laughing too, he had been upset with Ning Cong for a long time.

This move is a loss, but it is really a relief.

At this moment, a Jin Yiwei knocked on the door outside: "Report to Your Majesty, this subordinate has caught a sneaky servant near Qianqing Palace."

Ning Juan had some bad memories, and frowned: "Come on."

The servant who was escorted up drooped his eyebrows, his face was pale with despair, he knelt down and trembled, he couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

Ning Juan already had a premonition in his heart: "Who sent you here?"

The servant trembled even more.

Zheng Yao was impatient, and kicked when he went up: "You even got your mouth cut when you cleanse yourself? Answer!"

Zheng Yao's face was fierce, and his body was fierce and fierce. The servant was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot, and said tremblingly: "Slave, slave girl, by the order of His Highness the King of Shu, come, come and pass a message to Taifu Lu."

"Say it word for word." Ning Juan said lightly, "If you miss a word, you will receive another punishment. You don't want to experience the punishment method of the prison."

The last trace of blood on the servant's face also faded away, and under the fear, a puddle of water appeared under his body.

Zheng Yao was disgusted enough: "Dirty Your Majesty's eyes! Your Majesty, let your subordinates take it back for interrogation, and keep it word for word."

Hearing this sentence, the servant was completely frightened, kowtowed and stammered: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness wants to say to Lu Taifu, don't think that this king will let you go if you hurt your face. Next time we meet, you will Kneeling on the bed like a bitch, begging me..."

He really didn't dare to say the last two words.

The room was silent, Zheng Yao's mouth twitched, his scalp was numb, 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 suppressed voice: "Press it down, cut out your tongue, and die with a stick."

If Zheng Yao received an amnesty, he hurried down with his people.

Ning Juan took out his dagger expressionlessly, pierced through a stack of glutinous rice cakes next to him with a "crack", and even the porcelain plate underneath shattered into several pieces.

His hand holding the dagger was trembling, trying his best to restrain the urge to kill Ning Cong.

If the situation didn't allow it... next time, he would kill Ning Cong with his own hands.

He doesn't allow anyone to insult Lu Qingze and have such dirty thoughts about him.

Lu Qing knew that Ning Cong was leaving Beijing today, and after drinking the medicine, he lay down on the bed and waited.

Until it was dark, no one came to harass.

It seems that the prediction was wrong, could this thing still be a person?He didn't send someone to disgust him before leaving.

But it is best not to be harassed.

Lu Qing closed his eyes with peace of mind, and gradually became sleepy, but he didn't let himself fall asleep.

Not long after, there was a very slight sound from outside, and someone tiptoed into the house and leaned in.

Lu Qing opened his eyes, watching a small figure walk to the bed in the darkness, and cautiously stretched out his hand.

Before the hand reached under his nose, Lu Qing opened his mouth first: "Don't try, your Taifu is alive and well."

The little figure beside the bed froze: "Isn't Teacher still asleep?"

Lu Qing said lazily, "I'm waiting for you."

"Does the teacher know I'm coming?"

Lu Qing had a half-smile and said, "No way, who told me to wake up every morning these days, and I would find a string of footprints of cats on the carpet."

Since the morning before yesterday, he noticed that there were a few black little feet on the snow-white soft wool carpet, which looked like the footprints of a kitten on the snow, and he could tell who left them at a glance.

... The child seemed really worried that he would suddenly disappear when he fell asleep in the middle of the night, and he would come every night to see if he was still alive.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Lu Qing stretched out his hand to touch the little brat, at least he put on a robe today.

Ning Juan whispered, "I'm afraid of waking you up."

Lu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reluctantly pulled back a corner of the quilt: "Since you're so worried, just sleep with me."

Anyway, Ning Juan is a boy, so it's okay to sleep with him.

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 around and ran out.

After a while, he came back with a little pillow in his arms, put the little pillow beside Lu Qingze, and tucked it into the quilt.

Lu Qing looked amused: "You want to sleep with me so much?"

Ning Juan hummed earnestly: "Teacher smells good."

It is the kind of plum fragrance that is immersed in the bones, gentle and quiet, cool when it is slightly lighter, and warm when it is thicker, as long as he smells this breath, it will make him feel calm.

Lu Qing patted his forehead and cursed softly, "Little bastard."

Ning Juan didn't think it was rebellious, but he was a little happy to be scolded by Lu Qingze like this.

Lu Qing would definitely not be like Chen Xiaodao.

Or he and Lu Qing are closer!

At night, the palace is as quiet as death.

Lu Qing was quiet for a while, and then said, "Guoguo, Ning Cong left Beijing, I should go back home."

Ning Juan, who was still secretly poking into his arms, was stunned, and felt aggrieved: "Why is the teacher leaving in such a hurry, does it mean that you don't like staying with me?"

The silver moonlight streamed in from the window, slightly illuminating the room, and one could vaguely see the child acting like a spoiled child, with wet long eyelashes, tears in the bright black eyes, and the small mouth was flattened, as if it had just fallen into water. Poor Xixi looked at the puppy.

The little emperor is quick to learn, and also quick to act like a baby.

Lovely things make people owe, but Lu Qing couldn't help pinching his face again, and said ruthlessly: "This trick is useless."

Ning Juanqi said to Ai Ai: "The palace is so big, can't the teacher live in the palace from now on?"

"No." Lu Qing was clear in principle, "I'm a foreign minister, what does it look like to live in the palace?"

Before his death, Emperor Chong'an granted a large number of concubines to death, but there were still a few who were not favored, and they were still staying in the cold courtyard of the deep palace.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the emperor's teacher, was injured again, and had a good reputation in the court, and lived 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 went out of the palace to recuperate now, he would definitely be reluctant to let him go into the palace to give him lectures every day.

With his status, he couldn't run out of the palace every day to find Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing rubbed his little head that was rubbing against his arms, furry: "Good boy, be obedient."

Although the hand that fell on the head was not generous or strong, it was gentle and delicate, with a sense of tenderness and compassion.

Ning Juan couldn't refuse.

He made a low "um", the voice was very low and long, full of disappointment.

Lu Qing really couldn't bear to make the child sad, and his voice became more gentle: "Guoguo, the teacher went back to prepare a birthday present for you."

Gift?

Ning Juan blinked, it was still early for his birthday.

But when he thought that Lu Qingze was preparing a gift for him, he felt a little comfort again, hugged Lu Qingze's arm, and chirped with him for a while.

In the end, Lu Qing couldn't resist the drowsiness first, and his breathing gradually became even.

The next day, under the reluctance of the little emperor, Lu Qing dragged himself out of the palace until the evening.

The little guy was worried, so he asked Changshun to take Lu Qingze home, carrying a bunch of medicinal materials and supplements, and packed a carriage full of it.

Chen Xiaodao had been waiting outside the palace early, and took Lu Qingze away happily.

When he arrived at the Lu Mansion, he sent Chang Shun away, ordered his servants to put away the things brought out of the palace, and then helped Lu Qing enter the inner courtyard of the Lu Mansion where he had been away for a long time.

After entering the room, Chen Xiaodao started to talk about the business: "Young master, according to what you said, I hired a better doctor for Mrs. Fan's mother. Now that Mrs. Fan's illness has improved, I guess he will come to the door tonight." visit."

"Thanks for your hard work." Lu Qing patted Chen Xiaodao's shoulder in relief, "Thanks to you, you did a great job."

Chen Xiaodao's tail was about to go up to the sky, and he was full of energy: "I'll go and order the kitchen to decoct the medicine! Young Master, take a good rest first."

Chen Xiaodao guessed right. After dinner, Lu Qing drank a bowl of bitter medicine with a sullen face in his study, and just as he put on a painful mask with grinning teeth, Fan Xingyan came to visit Lu's mansion.

He calmly put on the silver mask he brought out from 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 is myself.