Raising Wolves

As soon as Ning Juan appeared, Chang Shun shut up with insight, and led the rest of the palace people to disperse automatically.

After the assassination that year, the palace servants of Qianqing Palace were changed again. They were all carefully selected by Zheng Yao. After serving them for so many years, they also knew that His Majesty didn't like being surrounded by people, especially when he was with Mrs. Lu. hour.

Just now along the way, the atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival in each palace is quite strong, covered with calamus, mugwort, red pomegranate flowers, and fragrant gardenia, the palace is full of prosperity.

On the contrary, the Qianqing Palace is not so lively.

Lu Qing and Ning Juan stepped into the Nuan Pavilion, looking at the palace that was not much different from before: "Guoguo, you specially asked me to come here for the Dragon Boat Festival, why is there no atmosphere at all?"

"It's all just a formality." Ning Juan raised his chin with a look of disdain.

When he was a child, he was bullied in the cold palace. After his mother and concubine left, he could not even eat a meal. No matter how lively the palace was during festivals, it had nothing to do with him, so he was very indifferent to these festivals.

Even now, for him, the only meaning of the Dragon Boat Festival is to invite Lu Qingze into the palace and stay with him for a few more days.

There was no one around, so Lu Qing took off his mask, looked at Ning Juan with a half-smile, slowly took out a five-color rope from his sleeve, and shook it with two fingers: "So your Majesty doesn't like it? Why don't you tell me sooner?" , for nothing, I spent a long time learning how to weave with Xiao Dao yesterday."

Ning Juan: "..."

Ning Juan: "!!!"

The little emperor's face suddenly became very exciting, staring straight at the five-color rope, his dark eyes were full of longing and joy, he pursed his lips, and his voice weakened: "Teacher..."

Lu Qing pretended not to understand: "It seems that His Majesty really doesn't want it, so give it to Changshun later, and it won't really be a waste of time."

Does Changshun want to die?

Ning Juan's face tensed instantly, and he wanted to snatch it, but he didn't dare to reach out, his brows were furrowed, like a restless puppy, looking at the menacing momentum, in the end, he just barked pitifully, with a bit of pleading: "I, what I want, teacher."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?"

"...I want the five-color rope that the teacher wove by himself."

The face hurts so much, is this what the teacher said about slapping the face?

But if you can get it, so what if your face hurts a little.

With a smile in his eyes, Lu Qing tapped his knuckles lightly on the kang table: "Your Majesty, you are the monarch of Daqi. If you want anything, you can take it yourself. The world is yours, so you don't need to ask others."

But don't really turn a generation of tyrants into coquettish puppies, who will have to be led to kill and share the food later.

Ning Juan was startled, and chewed this sentence over and over in his heart.

What do you want, just take it yourself?

Lu Qing looked at the little emperor's pensive look, motioned him to sit down, took his hand, tied the five-color rope to his hand, and told him: "When it rains after the Dragon Boat Festival, cut it off. Throw it away."

Ning Juan lightly touched the knot that Lu Qingze tied him with his own hands, raised his eyes and smiled, his eyes were shining brightly, reflecting the radiance in the room: "By the way, why did the teacher suddenly ask about Duke Wu? ?”

"Well, I heard from Chang Shun that Duke Wu will not return to Beijing this year." Lu Qing thought of this, "It seems that he has never seen General Shi in the capital, and he seldom listens to people talking about it?"

This excuse is somewhat lame, and Lu Qing is not a particularly curious person.

Ning Juan just nodded, and Lu Qing believed him when he said it.

"Wu Guogong has guarded Mobei for three generations, and his family is full of loyalty. After his father and brother died in battle, the current Wu Guogong, Shi Rongfeng, led the army as a young man. He has guarded Mobei alone for decades, and he rarely returns to Beijing."

After pondering for a while, he continued: "About twelve or thirteen years ago, Duke Wu did not return to Beijing, and only sent his deputy general to Beijing to report on his duties."

This time I was really curious, and Lu Qing couldn't help leaning towards Ning Juan, listening carefully: "Why?"

Ning Juan squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "This matter has to start from an old story. Twenty years ago, Duke Wu married a woman from Mobei, and Mrs. Shi died of a bloody accident during childbirth. , leaving a son, Wu Guogong and his wife have a deep relationship, and they kept the son by their side to raise, and did not send him back to the capital, so please seal the son."

"When the little son was five years old, the Tatars and Oirats joined forces to attack and invade. 20 troops came to the city, and Mobei was in chaos. At that time, the man on the dragon chair was busy cultivating immortals. In January, the food and grass were not ready, and the soldiers in Mobei could only eat dead horse meat and grass roots buried deep in the ground." Ning Juan's mouth curled up with a slight mocking arc, "...in the end it was Wei Herong Together with the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households, we forcibly transferred the food and grass to send it."

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Reasonable, unexpected.

Wei Herong is a smart person, he knows that there will be no eggs under the nest, but it is a bit unexpected that he will directly come forward to force the army to adjust.

After all, Wei Herong at that time was not the powerful Wei Shoufu, and if he offended the eunuchs, he would probably have to suffer.

"Without food and grass supplies, Mobei was almost in a deadlock. Duke Wu secretly sent elite soldiers to escort Xiao Shizi back to Beijing. Unexpectedly, the news leaked out, and he was attacked halfway. There is no way to adjust the manpower, and it will be too late to bring people to look for them when there is a chance to breathe."

Lu Qing frowned deeply, panicking in his heart: "The child is dead?"

Ning Juan couldn't see him frowning, so he stretched out his hand to gently smooth his brow, and when his fingertips landed, he paused slightly on the tear mole at the end of his eyes: "All the guards who escorted Xiao Shizi back to Beijing were killed in battle, except the one who didn't see you." Xiaoshizi's corpse, except for Wu Guogong, everyone thinks that Xiaoshizi is dead, after all, he is only a five-year-old child, in that kind of war..."

I don't know if he thought of himself, he was silent for a moment: "Wu Guogong has been looking for the young prince for many years, but he has never returned to Beijing. There are many discussions in Beijing about this. Some people think that Wu Guogong is chilling the royal family. , Some also think that he is continuing to look for Xiao Shizi in Mobei, so he doesn't want to return to Beijing."

This old matter was not glorious, and it was later suppressed by Emperor Chong'an. Not many people knew about it, and they dared not bring it up casually.

Lu Qing listened to the whole story and finally remembered it.

No wonder he thought Duke Wu was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Wu Guogong has never appeared in the original book!

When I was lingering in the sick bed, I wrote a short plot-the protagonist found Wu Guogong’s long-lost child, got Wu Guogong’s gratitude and support, and gained the prestige in the army... Then Wu Guogong died of illness, very tool person.

It turned out to be the gold finger of the protagonist.

The protagonist is still in the south of the Yangtze River as an idle young master, Ning Juan will no longer be a murderous tyrant, and the protagonist has no need to rebel.

Lu Qing thought with peace of mind, it's not too much for him to grab a plot, right?

It's a pity that the original book didn't clearly mention where the protagonist found Xiaoshizi. Fortunately, there is a general range. Lu Qing recalled it for a while before looking at Ning Juan: "Guoguo, do something for me."

Dare to talk to the emperor like that, it's too bold, but Ning Juan liked it very much, and said with a smile: "Teacher, just say it."

"You find someone to go to the south of the Yangtze River and look for a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old." In the original book, Xiao Shizi's real name comes up, but Lu Qing doesn't know what his name is now. "He has a crescent-shaped birthmark on his shoulder. high."

Other than that, no other features are known.

After all, it was too sloppy at first.

Ning Juan's eyes were dark, and he stared at Lu Qing for three seconds. Without asking any more questions, he got up and went outside, and lightly told Chang Shun who was guarding the door: "Tell Zheng Yao to avoid people and come here. I have something important to find." he."

After finishing speaking, he turned back into the room, and smiled sweetly at Lu Qing: "Have you eaten, teacher? The kitchen made zongzi."

Lu Qingze: "..."

He twisted the little emperor's face: "Are you wearing two masks?"

Ning Juan rubbed against his hand, smiling.

Zheng Yao quickly came to Qianqing Palace in secret.

After listening to Ning Juan's order, Zheng Yao was about to arrange people, but Lu Qing, who was sitting quietly by the side, suddenly got up, handed over a bunch of small rice dumplings that had just been cooked and tied together, and smiled: "There are too few features, and the scope is too small. Great, thank you Commander Zheng. You will have to trouble me during the Dragon Boat Festival, so let’s have some zongzi.”

Zheng Yao has been by Ning Juan's side for a few years, acting secretly for him, but his majesty is very clear about Lu Qingze's dark monopoly desire, so he immediately hissed silently, not knowing whether to accept it or not, and secretly glanced at it Ning Juan, whose eyes and expressions were hard to tell from anger and emotion.

After a while, I heard Ning Juan's peaceful voice: "Take what the teacher gave you, just keep it, and what to do in a daze."

...I am afraid that you will cut me!

But Zheng Yao didn't dare to show anything on his face, took the zongzi handed over by Lu Qingze, and bent over: "Thank you, Tai Tuo."

Everyone has known each other for several years, and they are more or less friends. Lu Qing always felt that Zheng Yao's attitude was a bit strange, and looked at Ning Juan suspiciously.

The latter was looking at his nose, nose, and heart, holding a cup of hot tea and blowing it. When Zheng Yao stepped back, he pushed the teacup over, with an innocent face: "The white silver needle is quite sweet. Teacher, try it." ?”

Lu Qingze: "..."

Still weird.

Is Zheng Yao afraid of this little guy?

Lu Qing bit the little rice dumpling, thought about it, and thought it was quite good.

It is better for subordinates to be fearful than subordinates to be fearless, just don't overdo it.

At this moment, Chang Shun knocked on the door outside: "Your Majesty, Lord Lu, all the officials and generals are present, do you think Lord Lu will go there first, or will you accompany Lord Lu?"

Before Ning Juan said "together" without thinking, Lu Qing cut it off: "I'll go first."

As he spoke, he glanced at the little emperor with a slumped face: "Don't you think that you are not ostentatious enough on weekdays? I will accompany you at night."

The little emperor's glass heart was shaking, and he nodded with grievances. Seeing Lu Qing, he picked up the mask, suddenly reached out to intercept it, stood up and smiled, "I'll help you."

As the youth's refreshing breath approached, Lu Qing couldn't help but leaned back slightly.

The cub has really grown up.

In the past, if you had to wear a mask for him, you had to stand on tiptoe.

Putting on the mask, Ning wearily sent Lu Qingze outside, and then stopped staring at his leaving back.

The teacher asked him to send someone to look for him, it must be the young son of Duke Wu's family.

Sometimes he really doubts whether Lu Qing is a fairy who came down from the sky, why he knows so much, such as the jade hairpin that was stolen from him back then.

A few years ago, he sent Zheng Yao to capture the stolen maid and tortured her.

By the way, I asked something about Lu Qingze.

When the court lady was tortured to the point where she lost her mind, she was sure that she had only seen Lu Qingze once from a distance without any communication.

But Lu Qing seemed to know the whereabouts of the hairpin, and quickly found it for him.

The teacher has too many secrets.

Although he wanted to know everything, he couldn't bear to force Lu Qing to speak.

The crimson color in his eyes disappeared, and Ning Juan turned around, thinking casually that today's crimson robe complemented Lu Qing's three points of color, so it's fine for him to look at it, and no one else should think about it.

Thoughts could not help but spread out.

The teacher's skin is fairer than snow, so it is very suitable to wear red, crimson, vermilion, water red, apricot red...it must be very good-looking to wear bright red wedding clothes.

But who in this world is worthy of letting him wear wedding clothes?

Ning Juan lowered his eyes expressionlessly.

No one deserves it.

The author has something to say:

Ning Guoguo (tilted head in doubt): I listened to the teacher and took what I wanted, but why did the teacher seem unhappy?

Teacher Lu: .